When driving to Edinburgh using your new route, try to ensure two things:

• You know whether it's going to be flooded and, therefore, a treacherous aquaplaning risk
• Your car is not about to break down in, quite literally, the middle of nowhere
• You understand that nowhere can be, quite literally, the middle of nowhere and, therefore, is somewhere... and should be easily found by breakdown recovery folks.

Actually, breaking down, for all its obvious inconvenience and worry, was not an entirely unpleasant experience. My car contained another performer and also a good friend of mine. We three used the opportunity of being stuck in a predicament in order to bond. The lads shared some alcohol, while I regaled them with stories of the old country. The country was so old, that a lot of it was very dusty... Actually, I didn't. But the time passed by very quickly as Bethlehem Breakdowns finally found us and the mystical Steve opened my bonnet, polished something and got the car, which had been staunchly refusing to make its fire and propel us, to change its mind.

I'd like to thank RC and JS. RC suggested it and JS introduced me as he's just managed to arrive here with five minutes to spare after being breaking down en route from England... this provided me with a nice healthy laugh on the words Does anyone have a distributor cap for a 1995 Volvo 440?. They were hooked and I was reeling them in.

Gig went well.

Must sleep now. More performance related fun to be achieved tomorrow.