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I spent the afternoon travelling back down the country, parallel with yesterday's motorway for several stretches, but pointing in the opposite direction. I tried to blip the traffic when I thought I might be about level with this but only got a smudgy image of a cornfield. At least it wasn't raining today.

When I got to my accomodation the room seemed unusully spacious and the bathroom fitments rather low down; it seemed they'd given me a room suitable for a wheelchair user. I was rather thrilled at the appearance of the TV remote - huge buttons that glowed fiery red as soon as you pressed one of them.