Who is going tell them if you expire whilst on the continent?I see a flaw in your note. I travel alone. Nobody likes me enough at home to travel with me. So who will load the pallet?
What we have worked out is, Nik and my son will drive out to wherever I am, hide me in the garage or if I’m lucky, in the boot of the car . Then one would drive the van, the other the car. Then declare me dead on arrival at Folkestone.
Can’t honestly say I’d be that bothered. Although there would be no need to fold me, if I travel in the van. Could save the undertaker a bit of bother trying to straighten me out.
Just a thought......