I woke (shivering) to find that most of the duvet had been seized by an
alliance of "er indoors TM" and two small dogs. I
conceded defeat and went downstairs. I had some stuff to do on the lap-top. I
turned it on and it announced it was completing an update. It took an hour and
a half to sort itself out, and from what I can see the only difference is an
upgraded version of Internet Explorer (Microsoft
Edge) and in all honesty who uses that anyway?
The lap-top finally became useable about
ten minutes before we were due to go out; I decided to revise my itinerary
later.
Leaving "Daddy’s Little Angel TM"
in charge of the hounds we set off to Folkestone. A quick cuppa, then (with Jose driving) four of us set off to
the Eurotunnel terminal. There was minor consternation as there had been delays
reported, but we were only half an hour (or
so) late getting Le Shuttle.
After our rather good trip to Bruges a
few months ago we’d suggested a day in Cite Europe. I’d not been there for
years. We had a good mooch around. We started in the Disney shop, then I got
myself a crème brule ice cream. The nice lady (le femme belle) on the ice cream stall complemented me on my
excellent spoken French; however in retrospect it is just possible she was
taking the piss. We continued mooching, then went to The Black Bull for a spot
of lunch. Whilst everyone else scoffed mussels (moules) I had a horse-burger and chips washed down with a rather
good pint of Liefman’s. It was just like Vimto. Lovely. And with that devoured
I had the most enormous plate of profiteroles.
Feeling suitably replete we went to the
toy shop to get Lacey a cat keyring and Jake a robot turtle. We then went on to
Carrefour (a French Tesco) where they
were having a wine tasting. I tasted several, and I was pleasantly surprised to
find that the wine I liked the most was by far the cheapest. I bought a crate
of the stuff.
By now time was pushing on so we made
our way back to the car. We had a few minutes to spare at the Eurotunnel
terminal; there was a nice man there offering free gin to interested parties. I
was interested. The neat gin tasted like acid, but chilled and served with
cucumber it made a nice refreshing drink. I didn’t buy any; we’ve had gin in
the cupboard for years.
They were also offering free samples of
wine too. I tried four. The best of the four was vastly inferior to what I’d
bought at French Tesco, and one bottle of this stuff was more than the crate
I’d bought at French Tesco too. But I was grateful for the free samples.
I slept most of the way home.
Once home we took the dogs round the
park. We got half way only to find "er indoors TM"
had lost Treacle’s lead. We backtracked most of our walk to find the lead, then
carried on and came home. I was glad to finally stop.
We had a light tea whilst watching this
evening’s “Doctor Who”; it was good
to watch it on the evening it was broadcast; that way I didn’t get to read all
sorts of spoilers on Facebook.
I’m worn out…
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