All went fine last night. I got down to St Pancras in tons of time, and parked up to wait for Herself’s arrival.

Two downsides, as it turned out :

1. You can’t leave your car unattended. Big signs tell you that unattended cars will be removed/destroyed. That’s going to put a bollock on your day for sure
2. Turns out there’s two specific car parking areas, two big blue signs saying “St Pancras International” and two concourses (concoursii?)  Guess which one I picked. Yep, the wrong one. Cue a conversation…

“Where are you?”

“Outside the station, in the parking zone, under the big blue sign”

“So am I”

“No you’re not”

Still, once all that got sorted everything was fine. And once Herself had appeared, I could nip in to St Pancras and find their toilets before another 2+ hour drive…

The driving was fine too – not too many idiots on the roads at that time, except for me – and we got home by 1am (having dropped off others as well – otherwise we’d have been home at midnight)

Mind you, today I’ve got the IQ of a stunned lemur, and could just curl up and go back to sleep right now.