There were a few garages open, but the two we tried wouldn't let us in. One seemed to be a recent crime scene as there was glass all over the forecourt, police charging around and a police helicopter scanning about with a searchlight. Not sure if we were looking particularly trustworthy
a nice, hot brew would have been perfect...thermos flask next time.
Roads were empty until the last 10 or so miles into Bognor, though most of the traffic was going the other way. We kept telling ourselves it would be warmer by the coast, but that turned out to be nonsense.
Usual displays of aggro outside pubs/ clubs en route.
Not long after we started my mate pointed out he'd turned down a night in with excellent food and lashings of alcohol for this
misery adventure.