Day Two

After a good night's sleep, and breakfast, we chugged over to our beach hut in Walton on the Naze, and sat in the sun for a few hours.

The journey home was pleasant, but very hot, and after decamping, we were faced with the prospect of getting it into the space in the back garden.



It took several attempts, at one point coming in forwards only to remember that I couldn't close the gates doing it that way. Eventually it squeezed in, and the poor clutch got a bit hot in the process. But it now sits in our garden, until we find a more permanent home for it which would involve less stress on the engine and drivetrain, and avoid the almost inevitable scraping of bodywork against solid gatepost.

It also looks enormous in the garden, and completely dominates.

More soon.