The last supper

Well today was a day for reflecting on our trip - ie it was pouring rain!
We chilled, read and planned tomorrow’s getaway before heading up to the campsite restaurant for a our last supper!
We both decided it had to be Moules! Steves were marnière and mine were à la crème. Both delicious but not a patch on the ones we had at the Mussel Farm! Rounded off with a Chivas and a Baileys, this trip has been extra special in so many ways. And hey, a bonus that there hasn’t been a murder! Ha ha I think the fact that we’ve been married for 37 years has something to do with this!
Anyway Eurotunnel tomorrow and onwards to see friends in York.Read more