Highly enjoyable weekend, apart from one obvious down point. Arrived in the varsity city late afternoon, met up with the maçon-jardinier, got a lift out to the fens, and was rewarded for stealing Harry's seat by being sat upon. A dog's journey. An evening of traditional English gastronomy followed - beer in the pub, where we were joined by the german gooner and nephew, followed by curry, an excellent one too.
More delicious cuisine, à l'espagnole, was on the menu saturday, a late lunch chez J&C, before setting off for the late match at football's mecca. Least said about that the better, save to note that the visiting tigers certainly enjoyed their pilgrimage down south. And better them than most other teams in the division...
Up early Sunday for a stomp to the coach stop, thence to Stansted for the flight back which arrived 20 minutes early. Wonders will never cease. And finally home again, to be greeted by another enticing meal, à l'italienne, lovingly prepared by la merveilleuse bienheureuse. A weekend of being spoilt by everyone, except footballers...
29 septembre 2008
26 septembre 2008
Travellin' life
My turn to fly this weekend, pleasure rather than work, needless to say. Only the second game I'll have attended this season, note. Weather forecast looks promising. Been sunny here for the last 10 days, rather cool though, so not quite what I'd call an indian summer. Return on Sunday for a brief reunion with la bienheureuse before she jets off to Berlin for four days. Meanwhile, I'm back in Blighty on Tuesday, for the opening of European hostilities. Shame the orange airline doesn't do air miles...
22 septembre 2008
Cultural weekend
After failing last week to be named European city of culture 2013, Lyon joined the rest of Europe for the journées du patrimoine over the weekend. Our personal appreciation of the city's cultural heritage was somewhat restricted. We ventured out late on Saturday afternoon, intending to look inside the Bourse de Lyon, but got there just as it was closing. Only thing to do then was to continue to the pub where we were able to appreciate an example of sporting culture, as les jeunes Gunners taught Bolton a lesson in the footballing fine arts. On the way home we indulged in more appreciation of another famous example of Lyonnaise art, cuisine.
Beer in pub, wine in restaurant, digestif on return à la maison resulted in a somewhat fragile head the following morning, but nonetheless managed a bit more of the current projet de bricolage, a cosmetic tidying up of our much-discussed french ceiling. And in the afternoon we succeeded in visiting one nearby building open for the journées du patrimoine, the Hotel du Gouverneur, the seat and residence of the military governor of Lyon.
Meanwhile, la bienheureuse is in incessant travelling mode. Brussels again at the end of last week, Germany today, Milan tomorrow. And then Berlin most of next week. Travel for my own work involves the arduous trip from computer to kitchen to make cups of tea and coffee. Such is life.
Beer in pub, wine in restaurant, digestif on return à la maison resulted in a somewhat fragile head the following morning, but nonetheless managed a bit more of the current projet de bricolage, a cosmetic tidying up of our much-discussed french ceiling. And in the afternoon we succeeded in visiting one nearby building open for the journées du patrimoine, the Hotel du Gouverneur, the seat and residence of the military governor of Lyon.
Meanwhile, la bienheureuse is in incessant travelling mode. Brussels again at the end of last week, Germany today, Milan tomorrow. And then Berlin most of next week. Travel for my own work involves the arduous trip from computer to kitchen to make cups of tea and coffee. Such is life.
18 septembre 2008
A colourful game
An exciting match at Gerland last night, with Les Gones having to come back from 2-0 down for the second time in a row. Another controversial comeback, with the goal to make it 2-1 being scored while there was a Fiorentina player lying injured in the area. Up to the ref to stop the game though, and he didn't, even if the player was eventually carted away on a stretcher. And this time OL couldn't squeeze out a winner.
It was un match halucinant, as the French might say. And with OL wearing their garish, new, fluorescent yellow away strip, Fiorentina in bright purple and les arbitres in luminescent orange, halucinogenic seems an apt word. Hard on the eyes. It was a bit like watching football on acid. I'd imagine...
It was un match halucinant, as the French might say. And with OL wearing their garish, new, fluorescent yellow away strip, Fiorentina in bright purple and les arbitres in luminescent orange, halucinogenic seems an apt word. Hard on the eyes. It was a bit like watching football on acid. I'd imagine...
17 septembre 2008
Lyon, pas de culture 2013
Mild consternation in Lyon last night, following the decision to pick Marseille as the French European capital of culture for 2013. Les lyonnais have invested a lot in the campaign to be elected cultural capital, so it was a bitter blow to see the Mediterranean rivals get the nod instead. Mutterings about state support for la cité phoceéne, ascribed in some quarters to supporting one of Sarkozy's pet projects, the 'Mediterranean Union'. It seems however, that Lyon's main problem was already having a well developed cultural aspect. One of the criteria used by the judges was the need for regeneration, something Lyon has seen plenty of over the last ten years.
So in the end, la cité des gaules, can console itself with the fact that it is already seen as a European city of high culture. Indeed last weekend the city saw the culmination of the Bienniale de la Danse, with a parade through the town centre, described by some as the second biggest dance/music parade in the world, after Rio...
So in the end, la cité des gaules, can console itself with the fact that it is already seen as a European city of high culture. Indeed last weekend the city saw the culmination of the Bienniale de la Danse, with a parade through the town centre, described by some as the second biggest dance/music parade in the world, after Rio...
14 septembre 2008
Floods of football
28C sunshine Thursday, 14C rain on Saturday. High summer to low autumn in one fell swoop. Otherwise a quiet week. La bienheureuse spent two days in Brussels while I laboured away at the keyboard. Football provided light relief. Much breast-beating and soul-searching in France last weekend following Les Bleus abject defeat in Vienna, but Domenech received a temporary stay of execution with an altogether more positive performance in Paris against Serbia on Wednesday. Decent game, though for once I was wishing I'd watched the England game instead.
England's new hero was back at it again yesterday on the domestic front, setting up the best footballing side in the world for an unusually comfortable win in the north-west yesterday. Meanwhile Les Gones made rather harder work of beating Nice at Gerland last night. Today's headline in l'Equipe says Nice were volé - robbed, principally by a linesman flagging for an extremely harsh penalty in injury time which handed Lyon the 3-2 win. The same linesman had earlier upset Nice by raising his flag then lowering it during the free kick which resulted in the equaliser. Not that OL's win was undeserved. Somewhat outplayed and 2-0 down in the first half, in the second they made enough chances to have won comfortably before they eventually did. Highly entertaining game, all in all.
England's new hero was back at it again yesterday on the domestic front, setting up the best footballing side in the world for an unusually comfortable win in the north-west yesterday. Meanwhile Les Gones made rather harder work of beating Nice at Gerland last night. Today's headline in l'Equipe says Nice were volé - robbed, principally by a linesman flagging for an extremely harsh penalty in injury time which handed Lyon the 3-2 win. The same linesman had earlier upset Nice by raising his flag then lowering it during the free kick which resulted in the equaliser. Not that OL's win was undeserved. Somewhat outplayed and 2-0 down in the first half, in the second they made enough chances to have won comfortably before they eventually did. Highly entertaining game, all in all.
09 septembre 2008
Edvige à l'école
Plenty of polémique in France at the moment over Edvige - a pleasant girl's name, which in a nastier guise is an acronym for a database of personal details proposed by the Interior Ministry to be held on all teachers, politicians, union members, religious leaders and any other person 'liable to cause a breach of the peace'... In other words, Big Brother is watching if you have any sort of role in public life.
Not surprisingly the left and the centre don't like it one bit. More surprisingly, neither do business leaders and a significant proportion of the ruling right wing majority. Watch this space. Or rather don't, or else you might end up on police files...
Elsewhere, the country is back at work and back at l'école. Fairly significant change for school children this year with no more Saturday morning lessons, which 2/3 of French children took up until now. However, most children still also get Wednesdays off, which means only 4 days school work a week. Alright for some. Though to be fair, a lot still go to school on Wednesdays, they just do extracurricular activities rather than lessons. And the total number of hours of lessons per week has supposedly remained unchanged.
Sarko watchers this week have seen him revelling in his role as President of the European Union, notably acting as peacemaker in Georgia. Back in La Corse however, his love of the limelight is less feted. The head of security in Corsica last week was summarily relieved of duties following the occupation of the villa of Christian Clavier by Corsican nationalists. They didn't cause any damage but Clavier is a well known actor and close friend of Monsieur Le President. If nothing else, Sarko looks after his own...
Not surprisingly the left and the centre don't like it one bit. More surprisingly, neither do business leaders and a significant proportion of the ruling right wing majority. Watch this space. Or rather don't, or else you might end up on police files...
Elsewhere, the country is back at work and back at l'école. Fairly significant change for school children this year with no more Saturday morning lessons, which 2/3 of French children took up until now. However, most children still also get Wednesdays off, which means only 4 days school work a week. Alright for some. Though to be fair, a lot still go to school on Wednesdays, they just do extracurricular activities rather than lessons. And the total number of hours of lessons per week has supposedly remained unchanged.
Sarko watchers this week have seen him revelling in his role as President of the European Union, notably acting as peacemaker in Georgia. Back in La Corse however, his love of the limelight is less feted. The head of security in Corsica last week was summarily relieved of duties following the occupation of the villa of Christian Clavier by Corsican nationalists. They didn't cause any damage but Clavier is a well known actor and close friend of Monsieur Le President. If nothing else, Sarko looks after his own...
08 septembre 2008
Extreme weekend
We were looking forward to a quiet weekend, and Saturday didn't disappoint. Outside it was dark and wet, meaning we stayed inside, both nursing mild heads. Self-inflicted on one part (a mere half-bottle of wine on Fri evening), work/stress related on the other.
Sunday we are both feeling somewhat better and the weather is infinitely better. From a day of constant twilight and rain to a day of uninterrupted sunshine. La bienheureuse proposes a bike ride.
"Just a short one, up the river and back..."
Famous last words. We'd forgotten that it was the Lyon Free VTT - the annual velo tous terrains race/fun ride round Lyon. As soon as we got onto the quayside we met hordes of sporting types on mountain bikes cycling furiously in the other direction. So, we get to our usual turn round point and la bienheureuse says,
"Let's carry on a bit further, it'll be quieter."
Famous last words. We carried on, and on, and on. Until, 10km later, we reached Parc Miribel. Which, I have to admit, was very pleasant in the sunshine. So pleasant we cycled all the way round before heading back. All of which added up to a total of something like 35km. Just a short one...
After all the rain of the previous day, the river was very high. And it got higher still. On the way out, the path at the point where it passes closest to the river was still dry. On the way back it was flooded. Fortunately we spotted all the VTTers splashing gamely through it in time to divert onto the upper quay. Not stupid, us, we stayed dry.
Sunday we are both feeling somewhat better and the weather is infinitely better. From a day of constant twilight and rain to a day of uninterrupted sunshine. La bienheureuse proposes a bike ride.
"Just a short one, up the river and back..."
Famous last words. We'd forgotten that it was the Lyon Free VTT - the annual velo tous terrains race/fun ride round Lyon. As soon as we got onto the quayside we met hordes of sporting types on mountain bikes cycling furiously in the other direction. So, we get to our usual turn round point and la bienheureuse says,
"Let's carry on a bit further, it'll be quieter."
Famous last words. We carried on, and on, and on. Until, 10km later, we reached Parc Miribel. Which, I have to admit, was very pleasant in the sunshine. So pleasant we cycled all the way round before heading back. All of which added up to a total of something like 35km. Just a short one...
After all the rain of the previous day, the river was very high. And it got higher still. On the way out, the path at the point where it passes closest to the river was still dry. On the way back it was flooded. Fortunately we spotted all the VTTers splashing gamely through it in time to divert onto the upper quay. Not stupid, us, we stayed dry.
05 septembre 2008
Storming success
A quiet week on the home front, apart from a series of spectacular thunderstorms, one of which threw enough water against the front windows to cause one of them to leak. Otherwise, for me it's been gradual recuperation from holiday and settling down to work. For la bienheureuse, less recuperation, more work. She came back to 3 days of meetings, one of which included the necessity to conceive and compère a work-based version of Qui Veut Gagner des Millions. Seems the game was a hit, so a career in television beckons.
Elsewhere, France is back at work and back at school. Minor revolution on the latter front with the doing away with Saturday morning lessons. Which means French school children only get four days of school a week, as they still get Wednesdays off. Alright for some. Though in fact a lot of them do extra-curricular activities at school on Wednesdays and the number of hours of school per week has supposedly remained unchanged.
Elsewhere, France is back at work and back at school. Minor revolution on the latter front with the doing away with Saturday morning lessons. Which means French school children only get four days of school a week, as they still get Wednesdays off. Alright for some. Though in fact a lot of them do extra-curricular activities at school on Wednesdays and the number of hours of school per week has supposedly remained unchanged.
02 septembre 2008
Water, lakes and more water
UK holiday, phase 2
Day 7, Thu 21 Aug
Leave Cheshire, negotiate torrential rainstorm on the M6 and arrive in the Lakes in time for lunch and rendezvous with the good doctors C and their deux fils J&Z in timeshare complex in Elterwater. Weather dries up and small boys are persuaded to go for a stroll along the river to Skelwith Bridge and back. Les petits much more enthused by prospect of late afternoon splash in the pool. Day of moderate wining & dining is completed by dinner in the café and retreat to the calm of our hotel.
Day 8, Fri 22 Aug
Meet up with la famille Clerc again in the morning and all set off for a wander around Grizedale forest. After lunch, wave goodbye to les docteurs et leur fils, and then undertake a more strenous stomp with a circular route from and to Elterwater, via Little Langdale, Colwith Force and Skelwith Bridge.
Retire to hotel, exhausted, with one soleless boot, after huge lamb dinner in the pub.
Day 9, Sat 23 Aug
Drive into Ambleside to buy new boots, then embark on another circular walk from Elterwater, this time over the top to Grasmere, and back via Loughrigg Tarn. In the afternoon base of operations shifts to Waterhead to take part in annual gathering of the Sandford sisters clan. The majority of the 20 odd family members arrive during the course of the afternoon and evening.
Day 10, Sun 24 Aug
Le beau-frère et la belle-soeur make a rare appearance, enticed by the loose 40th birthday celebration of trois des cousins. Stroll into Ambleside is interrupted by demand to play a 2-a-side football game with 3 of the under-10s. Weather stays just about clement enough for a BBQ dinner, cooked under umbrella, and birthday cake.
Day 11, Mon 25 Aug
Starts raining, though initially not hard enough to discourage biking expedition to Grizedale forest. Leaving the hardcore mountain bikers to attack the 'North Face', the rest of us enjoy an easier seven mile rollercoaster in the drizzle. The septuagenarian in the party enjoys it so much that he persuades 'the youngsters' to do it all over again. The party of four, combined age almost 200, breezes past a twenty year old throwing up at the top of a stiff climb. Age sometimes has little to do with fitness. Spend less strenuous afternoon watching the drizzle, shopping in Windermere and an evening enjoying roast lamb dinner.
Day 12, Tue 26 Aug
Still raining, yours truly mopes indoors with heavy cold, gift from nièce numèro deux. Le beau-frère et la belle-soeur return to Wales to relieve parents of dog-sitting duties while la bienheureuse et la belle-mère go for an amble in the drizzle.
Day 13, Wed 27 Aug
Weather and cold dry up enough to allow flying 600 mile round trip to London, via Cambridge, to witness les cannoniers comfortably qualify for the group stages of the Champions League. Back in the wet lakes les cousins enjoy a well watered night out sans enfants.
Day 14, Thu 28 Aug
Drive back to Lakes, picking up une nièce et deux neveux en route, to find that it has stopped raining at last. La soeur eventually arrives from Bradford, and the afternoon is spent kayaking and jumping off the jetty into a frigid Lake Windermere. Evening spent celebrating the triple fortieth.
Day 15, Fri 29 Aug
The weather remains dry but we don't. An hour of canoeing on the lake is ended by a raiding party of petits pirates, egged on by les frères H, and la bienheureuse and I are unceremoniously capsized and dumped in the lake. The latter part of the afternoon is taken up by a football match, with the Sandford clan providing a few representatives amongst a multitude from the other large quaysiders family gathering. Discover the embarrassment of being beaten in a tackle and then taunted about it by a 15 year-old girl, and that my body thinks I'm too old for football. Fish and chips for dinner then wave goodbye to la soeur, la nièce et les neveux as they head back down to opposite sides of the Pennines.
Day 16, Sat 30 Aug
Apartment cleared by 9.30am, family goodbyes are waved and we set off on the drive down towards Cambridge. Arrive mid-afternoon chez le grand M et lady K, for a pleasant afternoon and evening in Hilton. Clear plate of delicious, but enormous lasagne, then somehow manage to swallow apple pie as well.
Day 17, Sun 31 Aug
Homeward bound. Leave misty Cambridgeshire and arrive in hot, sunny Lyon. Violent thunderstorm in the evening. Welcome back to France.
Day 7, Thu 21 Aug
Leave Cheshire, negotiate torrential rainstorm on the M6 and arrive in the Lakes in time for lunch and rendezvous with the good doctors C and their deux fils J&Z in timeshare complex in Elterwater. Weather dries up and small boys are persuaded to go for a stroll along the river to Skelwith Bridge and back. Les petits much more enthused by prospect of late afternoon splash in the pool. Day of moderate wining & dining is completed by dinner in the café and retreat to the calm of our hotel.
Day 8, Fri 22 Aug
Meet up with la famille Clerc again in the morning and all set off for a wander around Grizedale forest. After lunch, wave goodbye to les docteurs et leur fils, and then undertake a more strenous stomp with a circular route from and to Elterwater, via Little Langdale, Colwith Force and Skelwith Bridge.
Retire to hotel, exhausted, with one soleless boot, after huge lamb dinner in the pub.Day 9, Sat 23 Aug
Drive into Ambleside to buy new boots, then embark on another circular walk from Elterwater, this time over the top to Grasmere, and back via Loughrigg Tarn. In the afternoon base of operations shifts to Waterhead to take part in annual gathering of the Sandford sisters clan. The majority of the 20 odd family members arrive during the course of the afternoon and evening.
Day 10, Sun 24 AugLe beau-frère et la belle-soeur make a rare appearance, enticed by the loose 40th birthday celebration of trois des cousins. Stroll into Ambleside is interrupted by demand to play a 2-a-side football game with 3 of the under-10s. Weather stays just about clement enough for a BBQ dinner, cooked under umbrella, and birthday cake.
Day 11, Mon 25 Aug
Starts raining, though initially not hard enough to discourage biking expedition to Grizedale forest. Leaving the hardcore mountain bikers to attack the 'North Face', the rest of us enjoy an easier seven mile rollercoaster in the drizzle. The septuagenarian in the party enjoys it so much that he persuades 'the youngsters' to do it all over again. The party of four, combined age almost 200, breezes past a twenty year old throwing up at the top of a stiff climb. Age sometimes has little to do with fitness. Spend less strenuous afternoon watching the drizzle, shopping in Windermere and an evening enjoying roast lamb dinner.
Day 12, Tue 26 Aug
Still raining, yours truly mopes indoors with heavy cold, gift from nièce numèro deux. Le beau-frère et la belle-soeur return to Wales to relieve parents of dog-sitting duties while la bienheureuse et la belle-mère go for an amble in the drizzle.
Day 13, Wed 27 Aug
Weather and cold dry up enough to allow flying 600 mile round trip to London, via Cambridge, to witness les cannoniers comfortably qualify for the group stages of the Champions League. Back in the wet lakes les cousins enjoy a well watered night out sans enfants.
Day 14, Thu 28 Aug
Drive back to Lakes, picking up une nièce et deux neveux en route, to find that it has stopped raining at last. La soeur eventually arrives from Bradford, and the afternoon is spent kayaking and jumping off the jetty into a frigid Lake Windermere. Evening spent celebrating the triple fortieth.
Day 15, Fri 29 Aug
The weather remains dry but we don't. An hour of canoeing on the lake is ended by a raiding party of petits pirates, egged on by les frères H, and la bienheureuse and I are unceremoniously capsized and dumped in the lake. The latter part of the afternoon is taken up by a football match, with the Sandford clan providing a few representatives amongst a multitude from the other large quaysiders family gathering. Discover the embarrassment of being beaten in a tackle and then taunted about it by a 15 year-old girl, and that my body thinks I'm too old for football. Fish and chips for dinner then wave goodbye to la soeur, la nièce et les neveux as they head back down to opposite sides of the Pennines.
Day 16, Sat 30 Aug
Apartment cleared by 9.30am, family goodbyes are waved and we set off on the drive down towards Cambridge. Arrive mid-afternoon chez le grand M et lady K, for a pleasant afternoon and evening in Hilton. Clear plate of delicious, but enormous lasagne, then somehow manage to swallow apple pie as well.
Day 17, Sun 31 Aug
Homeward bound. Leave misty Cambridgeshire and arrive in hot, sunny Lyon. Violent thunderstorm in the evening. Welcome back to France.
01 septembre 2008
A five day tour of SE England in six easy steps
Day 1, Fri 15 Aug
Begin 2 week holiday in Blighty, part one of which requires meticulous planning. Catch afternoon flight to Stansted in a replacement aircraft, the smaller size of which forces Easyjet to offer lucrative bribe to passengers to take evening flight instead. Reluctantly decide dinner with friends is worth more than 500 euros. Play dodge the traffic warden in Stansted drop-off zone and eventually elude him long enough to effect successful rendezvous with J&C. The four of us travel to deepest Berkshire and spend lovely evening chez les Den-Es, worth all of half a grand and more. Eat & drink too much.
Day 2, Sat 16 Aug
Olympics and late breakfast, followed by expedition to the new home of football on the part of les deux Gooners, shopping expedition into Reading on the part of les trois filles, with the Den-E-boy left at home with the Den-E-baby. Both expeditions successful, despite a stationary traffic queue on the Westway flyover and a temporary splitting of forces en route to Norf London. Another pleasant evening at a traditional English restaurant, sampling local curry. Eat too much.
Day 3, Sun 17 Aug
Chauffeured back to Cambridge by J&C, and spend a lazy sunday afternoon in sunshine which prompts the decision to have a semi-BBQ - food cooked outside, eaten inside due to temperature dropping in parallel with sun. Eat & drink too much.
Day 4, Mon 18 Aug
Spend morning banking tax rebates and shopping for support material in Cambridge. Eventually track down car hire shop and pick up transport for the remaining holiday. Brave the M25 and Dartford crossing at rush hour and arrive for another pleasant evening chez le petit frère et sa novia. Eat too much.
Day 5, Tue 19 Aug
Bromley to Ascot, via Windsor. Rise late, after li'l bro has gone to work, and meander our way westwards. Stop off for lunch and an amiable amble round the Valley Gardens in Windsor Great Park.
Continue on to meet the rugger bugger and la Strat in Ascot. Another traditional English meal out, chinese this time, also in the company of N&C. Eat and drink too much. Spot the pattern?
Day 6, Wed 20 Aug
Phase 1 of holiday completed, more or less successfully. Head north to Cheshire. Brief stop-off in Gawsworth to visit les nièces et neveux, all in good form, thence to chez la belle-mère for an evening of recuperation. Eat & drink sensibly in anticipation of beginning of phase 2 the following morning...
Begin 2 week holiday in Blighty, part one of which requires meticulous planning. Catch afternoon flight to Stansted in a replacement aircraft, the smaller size of which forces Easyjet to offer lucrative bribe to passengers to take evening flight instead. Reluctantly decide dinner with friends is worth more than 500 euros. Play dodge the traffic warden in Stansted drop-off zone and eventually elude him long enough to effect successful rendezvous with J&C. The four of us travel to deepest Berkshire and spend lovely evening chez les Den-Es, worth all of half a grand and more. Eat & drink too much.
Day 2, Sat 16 Aug
Olympics and late breakfast, followed by expedition to the new home of football on the part of les deux Gooners, shopping expedition into Reading on the part of les trois filles, with the Den-E-boy left at home with the Den-E-baby. Both expeditions successful, despite a stationary traffic queue on the Westway flyover and a temporary splitting of forces en route to Norf London. Another pleasant evening at a traditional English restaurant, sampling local curry. Eat too much.
Day 3, Sun 17 Aug
Chauffeured back to Cambridge by J&C, and spend a lazy sunday afternoon in sunshine which prompts the decision to have a semi-BBQ - food cooked outside, eaten inside due to temperature dropping in parallel with sun. Eat & drink too much.
Day 4, Mon 18 Aug
Spend morning banking tax rebates and shopping for support material in Cambridge. Eventually track down car hire shop and pick up transport for the remaining holiday. Brave the M25 and Dartford crossing at rush hour and arrive for another pleasant evening chez le petit frère et sa novia. Eat too much.
Day 5, Tue 19 Aug
Bromley to Ascot, via Windsor. Rise late, after li'l bro has gone to work, and meander our way westwards. Stop off for lunch and an amiable amble round the Valley Gardens in Windsor Great Park.
Continue on to meet the rugger bugger and la Strat in Ascot. Another traditional English meal out, chinese this time, also in the company of N&C. Eat and drink too much. Spot the pattern?Day 6, Wed 20 Aug
Phase 1 of holiday completed, more or less successfully. Head north to Cheshire. Brief stop-off in Gawsworth to visit les nièces et neveux, all in good form, thence to chez la belle-mère for an evening of recuperation. Eat & drink sensibly in anticipation of beginning of phase 2 the following morning...
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