'I'm sorry but I usually have this room' We had to hold on to the awning...It was an eight cylinder Raillton Torrential rain ran though the tent We were entertained by Moet and Chandon The rats came from the abattoir We had knocked over a cycling nurse I directed a 'French' drive to Paris A long nail appeared from the wardrobe It was bouncing in front of us My story and BBC Bubbly Jammed with an army of caterpillars The Austin Seven parade (Saumur) We tied the tent to the car