Several people have assumed that the car is like a third character in this story. That it [she?] has a personality. The it [he?] needs a name.

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There just might be a day sometime soon where things do not go wrong. Just as the ‘to do’ list ought be getting shorter, it gets longer. Today I thought it a good opportunity to test the data kit on the satellite phone. It ought allow us to keep this site current even when we’re out of mobile phone range. A disc of software came with it. Easy enough - fire up the laptop, insert disc, follow prompts. Until it says “you are about to change your modem settings - click continue to proceed”. Or cancel. I cancelled.

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I dreamt of us leaving last night. We were getting in the car as dawn broke. Mum was there crying alongside a few blurred faces. Dad and I got into the car and I looked over my shoulder and squinted at everyone waving as we started driving off . I remember looking across at Dad and I woke up as he turned to me with a huge grin and said “Here we go…!”.

This trip has been like a tumour in Dad’s head for years. Benign, but there.

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For those who want to know more about choice and fitting out of our car.

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