I flew across to London yesterday for a meeting and it was surprising how good it felt to be flying home in the evening. The Isle of Man, with it’s unspoiled scenery, way of life, and hey, even it’s motorcycle comparison pundits, has really started to grow on me. London seemed so hectic and troubled in the short time I was there.
Camille was there to pick me up when I arrived. We’re moving on to a new car so I won’t be seeing the BMW for long. We’ve picked up a second hand Jaguar S-Type, but I’ll tell you more about it when it arrives and I have some photos 