Good! At least that's one man I get to keep to myself, and let's face it he's a whole lotta man, and for once closer my own age 
As you can see ilove this one travels light and may not have use of my onboard gadgets. Quite a bit of Roman grime though so I may need the tin bath and sponge I'd packed in the wheelbarrow. I may well concentrate on his ablutions whilst you're stuck at Heathrow waiting, then come back to CJ when he tires of your strict orderliness and calm driving and wants to be recklessly tasting my succulent syllabubs once again 