Nurburgring or bust. We drove there, it was closed. Bust then. Not closed apparently to German Porsche owners, but rather closed to stinking English tourists such as us. Fun driving over there though, and the return visit in something a bit livelier than a VW Phaeton is now on the cards.

Nearly there, 540 miles into the trip. It rained the whole time.

We saw other people having fun…. It rained the whole time.

We should have been allowed out, it was pretty quiet! Did I mention it rained?

We left… The sun came out.

Thankyou Germany, and good night.

After lots and lots and lots of white paint, I now have my garage/studio finished, allowing me to force poor unsuspecting idiots in and then I take photos of them. Bwwwwahhhhhaaahahaha. Fools.

First victim is Wilf the dog, he’s so cute, after taking this photo I ate him.