Instead of the helicopter that we Texan rockabilly stars usually take to Guitar Extravaganzas, I think me and the wifey will take a train from London to Salisbury, rent a car, then drive-on-the-wrong-fucking-side-of-the-road on the A354 to Dorchester, then the A35 to the lovely Bridport. On the way back, we'll stop by for a visit with the Ancient Stones (no, not Mick and Keith!) in the Salisbury Plain. The wifey said she must be drug induced into riding in the same car with me...
