Yesterday saw a fantastic improvement on the journey! The cosy bunkhouse saw a slow start to the day which gave me plenty of time to study the map, noticing that Stockport was a destination on the map, remembering that my uni friend Georgie lived there, I sent out a text message which was greeted with an enthusiastic reply saying that she only got back the day before.
A few hours later, we met up for tea and a game of swing-ball and lunch in the sunny garden before I headed off up north.
The journey up to Kendal was via Bolton, Preston and Lancaster which I quite enjoyed driving through on the smaller roads. Eventually, I arrived at Noel’s house and before I knew it we were emersed in chatter about this and that and everything else.
Today, so far, I’ve helped Noel (if you can call it that) with a few odd jobs, before he set of to go of to another job.
In a bit, I’ll dismantle Daisy again and try and solve the judder problem I’ve been having since the other day, I think it’s something to do with what my friend John did to my spark plug, but then again out could be water in the carburation. Either way, I shall delve.