Rain, rain and more rain. Earth green landscapes. Slated skies. Going east through curtains of spray. Temper testing wall to wall lories on the A14 - a euroworld of BMW, Fiat and Peugot, touched by the exotic Nissan, dominated by the legacy of Henry Ford. And then the coast in drizzling dampness. Released stiff-jointed from the clasp of the seat-belt. Shuffling with heavy travel bag up to the glass fronted door of my mother's sheltered bungalow. Retreating.