The Postman

Well, another day, another 300 kays passed beneath Dorothy’s rear wheel. Incredible, utterly incredible. The vibration’s still there at 60 and she still don’t sound sweet but on she goes. Yesterday when I got RTWDougs message with the Kiev contact details in I gave them a ring. This is it I thought, I’ll stop in [...]

I don’t believe it; we’re in Ukraine!! Yeah, f@ck Kazakhstan, f@ck Russia, we’re on the doorstep of Europe and going strong. Well, sort of. Dorothy nearly died yesterday; lost all power, almost stopped, but she seems a little better today with us now only 300 kilometres west of Kiev. But bugger me it’s been a [...]