So if your not on here tomorrow its on account of the wife and daughter murdering you?
But it won't be MY fault you see, as I has another cunning plan #2.

I'll be weighing the driver in with a few quid to sabotage the fuel system himself.

My paws will be clean, and I will exclaim my absolute horror and gross disappointment when we have to abandon ship.

Cunning plan #3 will be for me to make some 'urgent
'phone calls' <cough> to local restaurants to try and secure a last minute table in the city.
Bloody popular is Chester on a Sunday afternoon you know.

Vindaloo banquet for 8 beckons.
