I am only sorry that I didn't take more time lining the vans up, but I didn't want to push my luck. These guys were being generous enough with their time as it was. I did get them parked along the road with mine in the middle of the sandwich though.
After that we hitched the 101 behind John's Skoda, Carl (another teacher mate) and John leapt into the car and I got gingerly into the 101, stepping carefully over where the step ought to be and where the rear of the wheel arch was held on with a bungee and we were off. I kept in close contact with the tow-car by walkie-talkie....not that they took the blindest bit of notice of my pleas to slow down. It is terrifying doing any speed at all behind a car which is only about 6' in front of you when you don't have brakes...even if the tow is rigid! And it is very hairy going over speed bumps...with rusty bits falling off behind you.
We backed the 101 down my neighbour Paul's drive, across the assault course illustrated here and into the plot at the bottom of my next door neighbour's garden next to my workshop:
Through the fence, round the sapling