We’re off to see our good friend Doc Martin today. I don’t know why it’s such a joy to visit the setting for a favourite film or TV show, I just know that it is, […]
2018 Day 124 – Truro
Yesterday’s efforts pay off without the pressing urge to leap out of bed* to clean and pack like a woman possessed. (*Never happens – I have to be coaxed out with the scent of coffee […]
2018 Day 123 – Cornwall
It’s a bit strange to wake in England this morning. After a quick adjustment to driving on the left, we commence the trek to Cornwall. It’s a very different England to our usual summer foray. […]
2018 Day 122 – Cherbourg
It’s our last day in France. So many things I’m going to miss! For the moment though, there are a few errands to run. Having put my Christmas thinking hat on, I might as well […]
2018 Day 121 – Cherbourg
With Cherbourg in our sights, it’s another pre dawn start to beat the protesters. Success! We roll into town without issue, still in the dark well before they’re even up. This time we’re a bit […]
2018 Day 120 – Two can play that game
If you’ve read yesterday’s blog post, you’ll know my views on the fuel protestors in France. And understand that chaos they’ve caused. Given that we failed to arrive in Honfleur yesterday, a sixty kilometre journey, […]
2018 Day 119 – Enough already
Now I respect the right to peaceful protest, and I’d agree that nobody enjoys high fuel prices. But quite frankly, three days in to this French fuel tax protest, there are things that need to […]
2018 Day 118 – Versailles
Oscar Wilde once famously said: “Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess”. He may well have been speaking about Versailles. In a world where one only had to dream of something to bring […]
2018 Day 117 – Nogent le Roi
Oh thank goodness. The fog has finally lifted: we have blue skies again. It’s still cold mind, but it’s so much nicer with the sun on your face. My morning buddies agree, wholeheartedly. But then […]
2018 Day 116 – Chateaudun
The morning sees us drive through open farmland, bare as far as the eye can see. Not that it can see far mind – fog still blankets the land, possibly even heavier than it was […]
