Sorry for the sudden cessation of reports. I stopped still, mostly, and got royally hammered on wine when visiting a friend of my cousin’s for a ‘quick drink’ at 5pm.
We arrived early on Thursday night, 4:50pm, and left 13 hours later.
Now……I’m not condoning drinking to excess, but in this case the planets aligned.
It took two days before I ventured back out on the bike, taking a pillion for the first time in 25 years……..as we popped over to Rocamadour.
Currently back in my Ibis south of Rouen feeling utterly, depressed and I’ll be honest……crying…..to be leaving. I’ve not laughed, proper laughs, every day for so long and I guess it’s hitting home. (And no, only two pints of average beer tonight).
Will post photos soon……..,tomorrow or whatever day comes after that.
I’ve had a text from Irish Ferries saying to consider leaving 3hrs to book in at Calais…….oh joy.
360 miles today, which for the most weren’t that enjoyable, lots of traffic and road closures. (Also feeling a bit guilty as Mrs B has had a reaction to new meds as home……so could really do with being there).
Time for the scratcher I guess, how appropriate…….those mossies love a bit of hot white flesh!
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