This was my first ‘convoy’ to Calais. Before I set off, I knew that it wouldn’t be the last, but not even foresight could prepare me for...

Less than an hour after we'd left home, we ran out of fuel on the latest convoy trip to Calais. My fault completely. Three of us sat...

A work commitment meant a late arrival to 'The Jungle'. A weary ferry ride with a glass of red wine and six coach loads of young...