7th
A Little Trip
Well, that’s sorted, then.
I’m taking a little trip. I told the Mongoose I’d look into the posible location, and I’ve got no more work this week that I can’t do on the move (how the hell did we live before laptops?), so I’m off for a few days.
I’ve got tickets. I’m taking the bullet up as far as I can and then I’ll have to organise a boat. Yes, a boat. We’re talking about an island, here. It’s the only way to keep ReDs out. An island, and no-one lands without permission. Enforcing that might be tricky, yes, but Silverfish has a lot of useful contacts at the MoD and I’ve already had a word with him. He’s interested in helping. And there’s Mongoose’s dad, of course. He could be very useful.
BigDamnHero’s insisting on coming with - he says he doesn’t like the idea of me going out into the wilds on my own, not in the current climate (and I don’t mean the weather). So he’s taking a few days off and joining me. My knight in shining armour. I suppose he’s right.
I remember when a ‘fast’ train up to Edinburgh used to take about six hours from London, but now you can hurtle the length of the UK in less than four. Thing’s will be a bit slower at the other end, but the location being tricky to get to is sort of the point. Sweet isolation.
BDH is packing now - making sure the tent’s serviceable and all that, and then we leave first thing in the morning. Strange to think that by tomorrow night we should be there, at the place which might eventually be home.
I’ll try to stay online as long as I can, but I doubt I’ll get much signal once I’m over there.
Here goes nothing.
Wish me luck.
