Fed up with ordinaryExtra ordinary is where it's at

We had a partial meeting of the fellowship this morning (Rich is in Spain at the moment) with the aim of bashing out the route.

Then JP let it be known that he can’t make the agreed date as he’s got some exams slap bang in the middle. Crap.

I guess I should be happy that we haven’t got further with the planning as it would be a lot harder to sort if we had accommodation booked already.

Anyway, getting out diaries, it became apparent that we’re pretty limited on how much we can move things either forward or back.

Also with Rich out of the country, we’re unable to agree a new date anyway. I have no idea when he returns. I hope it’s soon! If you’re reading this Rich, drop me an email will you?!

It all means that far from getting clearer, the whole thing is getting unclearer. Or should that be “more unclear” or “less clear”? Either way, it’s not good. It raises the question too of what to do if we can’t agree a date at all.

We’re still looking for support too. Ideally we’d like someone to either cycle or drive ahead of us, carrying our baggage from stop to stop. They would also be on hand to aid in an emergency. We’ve had a couple of leads but they’ve not come to anything. If you fancy it, please let me know!

All this disorganisation reminds me of a scene in Red Dwarf (Series 5 – Quarantine for all those interested):

Lister: We’re a real Mickey Mouse operation, aren’t we?
Cat: Mickey Mouse? We ain’t even Betty Boop!

Oh my word… We aren’t even Betty Boop…