All or Nothing for the Peaky Blinders

In the aftermath of the great (verbal) war the gang at last turn east ( a BBC inside joke). Blair reminds me that with a little Pinot on board he turns pesky while I go all mellow : just like English and Ireland devotees of the big ballgame ( not golf – Rory is a hybrid). It’s a bit sobering to hear Ms Waze tell us to drive straight on for the next 8.5 hours. Thankfully the Germans have got it right and Mr. Porsche’s metal box is cool.Again just mesmerized by the beauty of the peaks with their lush smothering of green.The soundtrack mixes Anne Sophie Mutter with a touch of Bach and Sinead, classically in Troy: the voice that moved a thousand hips. I know, I know – that’s pretty grim with 6 hours to go. Gassed up close to the National Snowboard museum in Summit. A bit bleak and basic without the snow but lots of craggy climbers hanging about.Ms Waze goes awol on the cannabis fumes before getting us back on course but not before depositing us at the base of this baby.On to Montana with Simple Minds – Don’t you forget about me! One for Matteo as he starts his new job in Milano. Meantime , we stop for lunch…