Overloaded, who cares!

Landing in Corfu, we got a taxi to the ferry. It wasn't big.

The friendly taxi driver piled all our luggage in the boot. My pushchair, Mummy's wheelchair, two big cases, three smaller cases, one rucksack and my bag. It didn't fit. So he left the boot open!

"No rear vision!" whispered Daddy.

The taxi driver went a backroute, saving time. Mummy and Baba chatted to him (that's what they do). Baba and Mummy kept saying "Spotto" every time they saw a yellow car. There were lots! Granny was embarrassed.

Record Spottos! Record time! Baba gave him a record tip!