Day nine had seen half the rogues head back to a hotel near Gainsborough, Day ten was very much "the parting of the ways". One was going home on the motorway, one was going to visit his daughter not too far away, so just Linda, Graham & myself followed the last of the route for a mere 70ish miles to a farm shop & café near Peterborough. But even then Graham set the controls for home before the refreshment stop. but that is the way of these trips, the last day is very much like the end of a Red Arrows display (bear with me on this) where each plane (car) heads off in a different direction in a spectacular(ish) finale.
So it was that Linda & I stopped at the farm shop, had a last cake & coffee, then bought enormous pork chops for our tea.
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