Author: Luke Sudbery

We emerged from the haze of Matt’s Bar like confused extras from a glittery Western – ears ringing, legs wobbly, and vague memories of foam, broncos, and karaoke that probably […]

As the sun belted down over Portugal’s glittering Atlantic roads, Dumball One — our noble steed, an MG ZF with all the resilience of a damp biscuit — began its […]

A rare treat in the Dumball world today – we started and ended in the same country, and didn’t sneak out through a mountain pass or by accident either. It […]

Today we smashed out Spain. All of it, right to left. Gone were yesterday’s mountain hairpins and gravity-defying lunacy – today was a straight-line slog through sun-bleached motorway and deja-vu […]