I’m ready, film, cameras, deciding which to bring, which to leave at home, wondering how much film I can smuggle across the border, (it doesn’t feel right to cross the border without some type of contraband)
comfortable (but nice) shoes, warm coat, wooly hat, baseball cap (incase he decides to come after all) lunch money and, ‘if lost please return to pub’ laminated credit sized card to put in SteveC’s top pocket…