As Paul drove south through the rain on the M6 in Lancashire, my job was to find somewhere for us to stay for the night. It had been a long day, meandering south from Angus (the tranquil county in northeast Scotland, not a Caledonian friend) via the coast of Fife.
With so many road trip variables, I had left it late to book. Sunday night sees soft demand for hotels across the UK, even in hotspots like Wigan. The Sabbath is almost always a buyer’s market when seeking a budget hotel.
