Welcome to Bristol. Or the outskirts of Bristol. If you read yesterday you'll be pleased to know we have made it to our Premier Inn, where 'Everything's premier but the price'. And I've got to say it really is including the blond employee who just knocked on the door leading The Chancellor to comment that she was attractive. Oh aye. I'm not saying anything however but we may have to go and find said employee and ask important questions about Premier Inn terms and conditions...In fact we almost didn't make it here as I put the wrong postcode in for the print out we have brought with us. It was taking us the wrong side of Bristol until we saw the hotel in the distance and had to a massive u-turn a few miles away. Well done Jamie.
How he'll sleep with us all in the same room is anyone's guess but I hope to God with another 150 miles to go tomorrow we will all get at least a few hours. By the time I blog tomorrow we will be in the badlands/deep south of England where I'm imagining a slower pace of life than that of the outskirts of Birmingham which we had to traverse today.
Right off to find that employee...