the roadies set off in “the tank”

SteveE and I set out from Bristol on the much-anticipated Irish Golf Tour first thing this morning.

Somewhat predictably, it rained almost as soon as we set off!
The photograph illustrates our modest form of transport (Audi Q7 - parked next to my Citroen C2) which managed the five sets of golf clubs and our individual luggage with ease. The machine, which is now referred to as "the tank" or "the beast", just about managed to weave its way through the narrow side streets of Southville heading towards the ferry at Pembroke Docks.

the cunning plan....

SteveE (who thinks about such things, thank goodness) realised that those generous people at RyanAir and the like would be charging far more to carry golf clubs than passengers. So he came up with a cunning plan: he’s booked a car ferry from Pembroke to Rosslare and back (I’m going to ride shotgun to accompany him) and to take all the clubs with us. The rest of the “team” will fly over in the usual fashion. This way, Mr Eyre calculates they’ll save £80 each!
It’s so good that SOMEONE is on the ball.
PS: I notice that the Rosslare Harbour website describes itself as “the Gateway to the Sunny South East” (I’ll try to remember that in the lashing rain and howling gales!).