Thanks for stopping by. Back home safe and sound, after a day of driving up from Baden Baden.
We opted for the French route. Tollroads all the way, which is expensive, and involves a lot of hopping in and out of the car if you are in a righthand drive, and your Mum can't reach the ticket machine! On one occasion the toll machine wouldn't take cash and didn't like either of my bank cards. An unhelpful French toll-till officer at another booth was barking at me across 2 lanes in French, so I barked back in Franglais, basically explaining that unless she came and took my money, we, and the rapidly stretching queue behind us, were going nowhere. A nice Frenchman in the car behind me obviously got the picture. So he took my Euros and lent me his bank card to crack on! What a guy!
The only other hiccup was at Calais, when Mum set off the terrorist sensors. She swallowed a radio-active pill for her thyroid several weeks ago, and evidently there are still radioactive traces. So one minute I was really chuffed because we were able to catch the earlier train, the next we were being scanned for nuclear bomb parts. Mon Dieu. Nothing is easy, is it.
Ah well, finally got back to Blighty with Mum, and then had to tell Dad all about it. Check out the size of this loaf we bought at the German Market! It's like a cartwheel!! Half for us and half for Mum and Dad.
Left them dancing in the kitchen to some nice Christmas music I got for Dad, and headed home to Dave and Crowborough.
I must say, it was good to finally park the motor and have a proper cup of tea with my honey. Home sweet home, eh!
Back to reality, back to work.
But I am really looking forward to decorating the house and getting it ready for the family next week.
So now we just need the lights and the baubles down from the loft and we can get started, Dave!
Lots of love