Today is a big day. Mambo (the car) is having a big makeover. She currently looks like the pride and joy of a nineties drug dealer but will soon metamorphose into a mean be-furred rally car.
There is a gooch quivering five days till dumball and we have gained possession of the driver manual. Until this point my main fears revolved around food and tea procurement on the road. Although these worries are in no way trivial they have been some what overshadowed by the manuals casual references to armed populations, unexploded ordinance and the inclusion of a map with a large area circled in red bearing the legend 'no man's land'. On the plus side we get walkie talkies.
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