On the Road Again 9#

Charles true to his impulsive though generous self took us to one side and offered a place in the van to Athens a one hit 1500 mile lift and we’d only been in Calais for a couple of hours. Unimaginable!
We could have bitten off his hand but naively he had not consulted his colleagues. We were about to be the butt of democracy in the raw.
No diplomat, Charles laid out the proposition to his colleagues as a fait accompli whilst Allegra and I watched awkwardly, standing amongst the rows of fisherman’s weatherproofs hanging like herrings in a smokehouse.