A sunny day in France...

Who’da thought this would be unusual?

We arrived on Saturday after a nightmare journey through the UK. We left my school at 3.30 and had a good journey (by bank holiday getaway standards until we got to the M25. Here we were met by almost solid queues to the Dartford crossing. Still we arrived at the Shuttle terminal just before 8, in plenty of time for our shuttle, only to be met with chaos – fairly usual for any busy period! We finally got to our hotel in Boulogne at midnight.

I know that others experienced even greater delays, but I’ll leave that sorry story for them to tell…

Our journey down to Le Petit-Pressigny on Saturday morning went without incident and we arrived around midday. We can't believe how green everything is! More about this in another post…

On Sunday the sun came out… 

If, as is attributed to Aristotle, "One swallow does not a summer make, nor one fine day”. What about two swallows?

Looking at the weather forecast I think Aristotle was probably right. The rain returns tomorrow.

I have lots more to write but there’s a busy morning ahead. Our friends John and Maureen are coming for lunch and I’ve a roast and a James Martin inspired ( I rarely follow a recipe completely, always thinking I know better!) croissant butter pudding to cook.

Watch this space...