Another Saturday, another flight across the Channel to follow an obsession. This time, an evening flight got me to Cambridge in time to interrupt a well-watered Killers head-banging session and down a swift G&T before falling into bed after midnight. Late breakfast the following morning, and then once more we beat a well-worn track towards the holy turf in anticipation of entertainment by the red and white heroes. And what entertainment. Eight goals that could have been eighteen in a stunning display of attacking football by the best attacking team in the world. Defence? Defence is for boring teams.
So a contented trio headed home, in my case via another excellent dinner and stopover chez J&C, hospitality in its usual generous abundance. Even got a lift to the railway station in the morning. More interesting flight home than usual, due in part to the company of one of la bienheureuse's colleagues, but mostly due to my inadvertent attempt at installing a new aircraft sprinkler system.
Nice to arrive back in Lyon to find the weather still warm and sunny. Today, it's even warmer - mid 20s C - but cloudy and blustery due a strong reverse Mistral blowing up the Rhône valley. As I write, there are even a few drops of rain spattering against the window - the first in about three weeks.
