We are now 3000 miles in to the trip, and have found the first Internet cafe in 1500 miles!!! Since we last wrote we have travelled north from Oslo to Trondheim and seen spectacular snow peaked mountains and crystal clear fjords. And no car trouble, either!
So here we are about to cross into the Arctic Circle. We're not sure if a Jessica Rabbit has made it this far north before. And we're even less sure what effect the climate is going to have on its performance!
Click the picture for a bigger version and you'll be able to read the sign!
At last we've heard from the girls and it's all be happening… They've got off lightly so far, but other cars in the Supercar Challenge haven't been so lucky! They made it over the channel and through Belgium to Germany for their first stop…
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was pulled over by the Police in Kent for driving with "illegal protuding wings" - they got let off with a warning!
Thunderbird 4 completely rolled over in a car park in Holland during an impromptu stunt show for a passing stag do - one rocket booster was damaged but the car was otherwise ok.
And then we lined up for a photo call in a car park -- we're the beautiful ones on the left!
Click the pictures for bigger versions!
Now, we never pretend to be mechanically minded, so you can't blame us.
I noticed that the car was making a kind of "zzzz…pop…brrrr" noise, which I was pretty sure it wasn't supposed to do. Starsky stuck his head under the bonnet and told us that there was no oil in the engine. And that the plug leads were hanging off (whatever they are). Still, they fixed it and we're back on the road!
A rest stop in a field somewhere in Germany (we think). Next we're heading off to Copenhagen and then up through Sweden to the Arctic Circle (brrrrr!).
We interrupt this blog for a brief public service announcement…
We believe the girls (and the rest of the convoy) are currently somewhere in Scandinavia, but lines of communication have been down so we can only guess. Hopefully they'll find a cybercafe soon.
In the meantime, we've received several good luck messages, including this one in Russian!
"??? ????? - (Love-Honey in Russian - I think - literally Honey of Love?)
I hope you can make out the Russian words (unicode format is needed)
????? ??? ?????. ??? ????? ?????? ?????? ??? ???????.
??????? ??????????. ??????? ??? ??? ?????????.
Thank you Neville!
Hang on, that's horse-racing not Formula 1… Anyway, things are getting exciting as we load up on condoms and vibes and start arguing about what music we're going to be listening to on the journey.. Maroon 5, Scissor Sisters, Franz Ferdinand and Red Hot Chilli Peppers are in my stack -- Jenny is bringing a load of show tunes… How camp!
We've also bought a couple of phrasebooks which will help us get by. Jenny says she can get by in Italian and French, and can ask the way to the train station in German. Useful if we get lost and breakdown I suppose…
Not that I'm massively into football, but well done England (which is, after all, where I live) for getting through to the next round of the European Championships.
If Rooney Mania gets any more frenzied, we'll have to paint a picture of him (or Shrek!) on the side of the car to celebrate. Instead, we're getting a nice big picture of Honey, the Lovehoney mascot, who you can see pretending to me over there on the right of this page.
Preparations are continuing apace and thank you to everyone who has linked to our blog. The more people that come, the more money we raise (in more ways than one!).
Quite a few people have asked us how they can help raise money for Breakthrough. Obviously we'd love you to sign our sponsorship form, but we can't very easily pop round your house and thrust it under your nose.
Lovehoney was going to donate 15% of everything bought on Lovehoney by our blog visitors to Breakthrough, but they can't do that because it breaks a business / charity law.
So you'd like to give, send us your money! Or send Breakthrough your money direct! Hurrah!
We have a confession to make. Actually, that's not quite accurate -- I have a confession to make…
I. Haven't. Passed. My. Driving. Test.
Initially I kidded myself that this might not be a problem and that I'd magically be able to pass before we leave on 2 July, but it doesn't look like there's going to be time.
Obviously I will have to leave the driving to Parker (pictured on the right). She has lots of experience of driving in foreign countries, even if it did take her 3 attempts to pass her driving test…
At the risk of appearing totally cheesy, here's a shot of us trying to test how many vibrators we could fit in the boot. We're not sure what the ratio of condoms to toys to essentials (food, drink, clothes…) will be, but there's going to be thousands of condoms and (we reckon) a hundred or so 'toys' (ahem).
Click the image for a bigger pic… This picture is a bit of a dead giveaway that the boys didn't do a totally bang-up job on the paintwork -- they didn't even do the inside of the doors! I expect we'll have to provide our own furry dice…
If a job's worth doing, it's worth doing well… Now that we've overcome our initial regret at accepting this challenge in a drunken haze, we've decided to give it our all. It wouldn't be right to have a pretty pink Reliant Robin and have us slobbing round in our jeans, so we've persuaded Lovehoney to lend (well, give) us a couple of pink racer suits. Hot stuff!
We had started arguing about which of us was going to have to dress up as Parker, but we've decided that this extra-special FAB1 is going to have two Lady Penelopes at wheel (but not at the same time, of course). More pictures soon!