Too tired to blog

Sunday 2nd June

So tired.  We were up at 4.00 a.m. and were on the road by 4.30.   Although we rested and I did sleep for a couple of half hours, it was intermittent sleep, and although I easily fall asleep in a car I don’t wake up refreshed.

We made good time, and had lots of pit-stops for the dogs and us.  As usual we ate sporadically too, although a few thermos flasks of tea kept us going.   There was a long wait at the Euro-tunnel terminal and it took us almost an hour getting through both sets of customs.  Strange that leaving England it is at most a cursory glance at your passports, and a wave through,  but returning they were run though computers and scanning machines and lots of scowling looks from angry faced border guards who seem to resent the very fact that you are travelling abroad.

At last on the Chunnel, and out the other end.  The first decent services and we stopped for a latte.  Loving France as I do, I am amAzed that nowhere can you get a decent sized latte.  A grand café au lait arrives in a cup not much larger than an espresso, and a smidgeon of milk.  The French seem to take their coffee, as a powerful hit rather than as a relaxing milky slow comfort.

After the ritual of emptying the car, where I cannot believe just how much stuff we travel back and forth with, a nice take-away curry and off to bed.  Just time to write this and gOod night.