Driving in to the pub this morning, a kid on a push bike was gawping so much at the mog as we passed in the opposite direction that he ran into the kerb & fell off.

This evening, a rather frustrating run in to Paris through the "Sunday returning to town traffic" to dine with my beloved little sister who is over working at the air show. More than made up for by the run back mind you, which was great.

Giles. Mogless in Paris.