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..... four blokes in a Dodge Durango traveling across the the US. I suppose that's a little less dramatic than a crack commando unit being tried for a crime they didn't commit and surviving as soldiers of fortune in the Los Angeles underground after escaping from a maximum security stockade. But anyway, The A Team is definitively the best TV show ever and we're just four regular people. Well, maybe the best TV show ever except for Star Trek, Stargate, Red Dwarf and a whole host of others.

So, we can say that The A Team is definitively the best TV show ever except for those TV shows that are better. Which brings me to the four muppeteers that are going to embark on this road trip an about a week. Which ones of us represent which member of the A Team? Well, given that I'm writing this and that I've done a lot of the planning, I guess my character is pretty well defined. I also don't think there's any doubt that Dad fills the “Howling Mad” position, which leaves Faceman and B.A.

Initially I had Mr O down as B.A. given that he's likely to be doing most of the driving, however, I've just found out that Hog has had to get tranquilizers for the flight. If that doesn't tie Hog into bein B.A. then I don't know what does. Only difference being that he'll take the tranqs voluntarily as opposed to someone going - here hoggy boy, drink this nice glass of milk. Which in turn would probably have to be adapted to - here hoggy boy, drink this bucket of beer. “I love beer, fool!”

So that leaves Mr O as Faceman. I initially had a hard time with this as I just couldn't picture Mr O with a nurse on each arm, but then I got to thinking about the scamming and I'm getting more and more used to this idea. Particularly given Mr O's poker playing, I think I can see him walking into somewhere with a clipboard pretending to be an inspector, then walking out with fork lift truck or something similar.

I guess the worrying part is that, if we follow this scenario, our B.A. is not the most reliable of mechanics. The last trip I did with Hog in one of his automobiles, it broke down before we got out of the car park - a total distance of about 10 feet. Lets hope we don't get captured and put in a barn with some welding gear and an old tractor as we may not be able to fashion it into a potato throwing tank.

I suppose it's time to break the old man out of the asylum (a.k.a. The Stag). I love it when a plan comes together!