Thursday, August 13, 2009
So our bags are packed, we're ready to go, the motor's waiting outside our doh, etc.
We have the obligatory early rise tomorrow (boo!), but Big Fat Breakfast on the ferry (hooray!) before several long hours of autorouting South begin. Should hit Paris and the fairground ride-like thrills of the périphérique around lunchtime, the stopover budget hotel by teatime, the Rustic Retreat (sic) we're renting sometime Saturday afternoon.
About this we are excited, there being apparently two cats and five chickens to look after, eggs to collect and, undoubtedly, small and very nimble lizards to attempt, and fail, to catch. Et du vin rouge, naturellement.
There's no internet connection and no dishwasher; whether I miss you or the 40 minute hot-wash setting more, we'll have to see.
Don't be daft, it'll be you of course!
Good job I'll have with me all the lovely music we've blethered on about and shared to remember you by, eh?
We're back Aug 25th.
Look after yourselves x
Françoise Hardy - 'Qu'Ils Sont Heureux' (1966)
Canned Heat - 'Going Up The Country' (1968)