Pete’s meat
Catering for the VWteam at a weekend meet involves at least a little planning but, as I’d been flat out with work in the run up to Grill-n-Chill (see p85), I didn’t have time to do anything more than transfer the contents of my kitchen fridge into the fridge in my Westy on the morning of departure.
As I arrived long before the rest of the crew, who were stuck in rush hour traffic on the M25, I decided to bodge some dinner together when they weren’t looking and make it look like I’d made a
