Safely in Bretagne and trying to blog on q non-querty keyboard. And no @* on the keyboard to boot (npi)!
Impressions of Plymouth I hear you cry: Wet: The old riddle/ what to do in Plymouth on a wet Saturday?
Go to France.
But I do not recommend Brittany Ferries on an August Saturday afternoon. Wall to Wall Karoake and the food runs out after three hours on a six hour crossing. With 50% of our party struck down with
mal de mere we took a cabin on about L deck below the cars and snoozed throuh the car alarms going off and the very large waves beating against the hull away above our heads.
Back to the Merse next Monday.
If we are spared.
of course
*@ added en retour a Blighty
Labels: Brittany, French France, Summer hols
Paradise PostponedWe should now be whizzing down the A7,M6, M5 but alas car trouble-wrong sort of fuel in tank apparently and it is going to be a bit of a cliff hanger if we are to make an overnight reservation in Somerset by 10 pm before the door is slammed in our faces. So it might be a case of driving on through the night to get our Ferry from Plymouth and then six hours on the heaving vessel-no HSS Stena this one-followed by a midnight flit across Bretagne with only Monsieur Tom Tom to guide us.
Why didn't we go to St Andrews again this year?
Or Eyemouth?
Labels: France, Summer hols
