General minibus antics follow and everyone looks forward to the next rest stop. I hold up a large help sign. Sunshine Blind fail to rescue me from anyone. Later we stop at the Watford Gap services and scare people. I blame everyone else.
Signs ominously start to read The North .
Another stop at some garage oop North. It's very foggy and desolate, not a good place to break down. Charlie is unable to work out how the lights on the van work, and in a rare moment of compassion I relent and tell him how to turn them on. We leap back on the minibus and roar off, Sunshine Blind manage to follow us though. Much later we arrive at Whitby and head our separate ways.