Pauline appeared at my door at around 2pm, laden down with five pieces of baggage, including a cool bag and a box of large-scale Ordnance Survey maps for our trip. I collected my bags, and we made our way slowly down towards the railway station.
Halfway there we were definitely beginning to regret having chosen to walk to the station rather than arranging a taxi, but luckily we came across a luggage trolley left on the pavement in George Street. Whether it was from the railway station or from the coach station we were not sure, but we certainly had need of it.
We took the 14.40 train from Oxford to Reading, which, despite being one of Mr Branson's offerings, was actually running on time. At Reading we changed to a Thames Trains offering, and arrived at North Camp as scheduled at 15.52 to be met by my mother. I then adjusted the car for my driving position and drove us to Farnham.
After a little unpacking and general sorting-out, I went out with Pauline in the car so that she could get comfortable in it prior to the long drive ahead of us the next day. While pulling into a garage in order to fill up with petrol, she decided that some adjustment of the driving mirror was required, and somehow managed to pull the thing off! Despite some trying we could not see how to replace it, so decided to return to Greenholm and see to it there.
This naturally caused further complications. Getting the mirror back in place involved removing the surrounding of the mirror mount and the interior light, and in doing this two wires somehow got shorted, blowing a fuse. The fusebox in the Skoda is handily located deep in the footwell of the front passenger seat, and Pauline was soon to be found upside-down in said footwell attempting to remove fuses in an attempt to see which had gone.
After a lot of hassle (not helped by a useless fuse removal tool supplied by Skoda), the duff fuse was removed and replaced, the mirror put back in place, and the car re-assembled. By then it was time for some much-needed dinner, followed by relaxing in front of ``Dad's Army'' and the highlights of of the day's cricket against South Africa, before going to bed at 11.00.