Rod Green, (don't call me Rodney), was a young man with a plan. He'd recently bought a farm in southern Spain. Is was nesled below the Sierra Nevada mountains way to the south of Spain and overlooked the Mediterranean sea. A staunch environmentalist for an age he had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling about the direction the human race was heading but faced a very long drive. Rod had met and fallen for a young lady from Kharkov Ukraine and intened to visit her for the very first time and did! Their first face to face meeting was a success and when he returned to Bristol England it was with the intention of driving back up to collect her in his landrover. The driving conditions he encountered and almost from the moment of setting off were the worst he'd ever known. That it was going to be a torturous drive north was clear to him, but not one he regretted in the least