Chapter 96 – On the move… finally.

5 02 2009


Alright, so we’re now out of the farmhouse. I’m still not convinced this was the best move we could make, but having made up our minds to go, it’s a relief to finally be able to get going. I’d long since got sick of waiting. We’re passing through some wooded place. I can’t be more specific, because I don’t know where exactly we are, but we’re still in Gloucestershire. Plan is, we’re going to stop soon and pitch a tent before heading north. The roads are being gritted around here, so snow shouldn’t be a problem any longer. I’m not convinced that we’ve thought this through properly. We don’t really know what we’re doing. We have the advantage that the police don’t know Tom or what kind of car he drives, so hopefully nobody will recognise us, but it’s a huge risk to be taking. And as for the tent, well, we’ll freeze! They’re just not thinking.




2 responses

6 02 2009

Wow, is Tom going with you all the way (to wherever it is)? It must be a roomy tent. I hope this works out for you!

johnny07: Not exactly, but now we’re not sure if its safe for him to go home or not! The tent is very big, although it’s not exactly roomy once it’s got five people inside!

12 02 2009

bizzariarox: that wasn’t the plan, but yeah. (don’t blame johnny for not replying, he hasn’t been allowed on here lately!)

johnny07: Oi! Hmph.

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