The Wembley road trip to
see the non-league cup finals commenced with a drive to Scarborough to meet up
with my match-day companion, and then a five hour trip riding shotgun to and
down the M1, periodically doused in heavy downpours that particularly targeted me
the two times I left the vehicle - for a coffee at Tibshelf and crossing the
car park at our hotel outside Dunstable; the Premier Inn did what the Premier
Inn does well enough – providing a comfortable room (especially if you win the
toss for the double, rather than the sofa, bed) and an adjacent pub with
acceptable food and drinkable beer.
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