Ivy and I decided to take a road trip the other week. 'We've got a little sports car,' she told me, 'so perhaps we should use it.'
   Good point, I thought, and over a period of a few days we went to:
   Penrith
   My uncle's, in Ingleby Barwick (look it up!)
   Mansfield, where we were supposed to see an olde university friend, but he had to jet off to Ireland to attend a funeral
   Peterborough, where we met up with two of my old school friends (we had rather a lot to catch up on)
   Mansfield, to draw breath
   Penrith via Sheffield, where we met up with an old colleague of mine, who was also my long-time bridge partner
   Home.
About 550 miles in total. And half of it with the top down... in March in Scotland!