I've a confession to make. I've never previously been to Busfest. So, having made the decision to go this year, I was full of anticipation – and caffeine – as I left home on Saturday morning at 4am for the three-hour drive from my home in Brittany to the ferry port at Caen.
After a kip in my cabin, and further fuelled with a generous serving of (much-missed in France) fish and chips on board at lunchtime, I disembarked at Portsmouth
