No doubt, come the Saturday and I will be in my usual chair down at the tavern, drowning in VB and bundy, putting the rent on some half arsed mule that thinks it's a race horse.
Yet, I will be with you in spirit lads!
I just wish I had the dollars to make a road trip, I could even take the time to visit kith and kin. Alas, V8, petrol prices, 1600km, knackered back, and a (very) thirsty driver are not a good mix.
