I was still in the borrowed silver car but had acquired two extra passengers.
We'd left the sporty convertible at the farm and it was to be picked up again on Tuesday and driven to Cornwall. I needed to be back at work on Monday and then on to a rendezvous in an Italian restaurant for Monday evening.
So from a chilled out weekend, we were all soon back on our individual mini-agendas for the rest of the week.
But only after I'd taken my hostages to look at a steam railway on the way back.