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    • Dzień 9–10

      26.05 Day 9 . . . Egg-Stravaganza

      26 maja, Anglia ⋅ 🌙 12 °C

      Another quiet night - Loup is sleeping really well due to his active social life in the arena, I think he will miss this when we return home.
      Breakfast this morning was our turn, last year we had brought lots of French goodies with us, but due to the days before the festival in the UK we had no hope of keeping anything fresh let alone edible. So - Tre had ramped up the forthcoming breakfast for three days tell the Annals clan of an extravaganza, when Infact all she had actually meant was an Egg-stravaganza. Three courses - first up - soup, well a lemon liqueur called Soupe in French fizz. Next up and purely due to Simon moaning about a little error Tre made when he came to stay, we had omelette with spicy chorizo served in baps! Of course Simon had more than anyone else. The pudding was brought to our attention by our Dutch neighbours at home, neat Advocaat (that yellow delight of Christmas snowball drinks) with fresh spray cream on the top.
      A slightly boozy finish to the breakfast.
      There was also a t-shirt swap from Jax and Simon to me and me and Tre to Simon. T-shirts to be worn in the arena today. After the other night I felt ours to Simon was more accurate and also won the most offensive prize.
      We didn’t rush in for the first bands today in an effort to wear Loup out pre arena arrival.
      We arrived and met Simon and Jax just as the Signatures hit the stage.
      Weirdly today bands included Republica and The Blockheads. The last time I saw Republica was as a warm up act for Paul Weller at Crystal Palace Park and Ian Dury was also one of the warm up acts (sadly no longer with us) - a slightly weird coincidence. Both were on good form and well supported.
      Highlight of the day was The Stranglers who headlined. I’m no Stranglers fan, far from it, but there performance went a long way to changing that. Really tight and totally professional - great set list too.
      Way too soon it was all over and we were standing outside the arena area on our way back to our sleeping quarters - with goodbyes to Jonathan and Emma and see you next year commitments. Simon and Jax we will see next Sunday in Italy all things being equal.

      Republica - Whiskey Jack
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    • Dzień 1

      Day 1 - Just The Two Musketeers

      1 czerwca, Anglia ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

      I was awake before my 4.30am alarm, only to discover that Jackie was up, showered and nearly ready. We finished the final bit of packing without even a hint of a disagreement, then reversed our laden car out of the driveway at 5.50am to commence our Italian adventure.

      There should have been four of us and a dog on the 1st week of our trip, but our French friends, Andy, Tre and their dog, Loup have cancelled due to sickness. Teresa left the Stone Valley Festival feeling rough & believes that she has caught Covid, so instead of driving to Lake Lugano as planned, they drove home & to bed. It is a great shame, but on the upside we won’t now have a dog digging huge holes in our tent pitch!

      We arrived at the Le Shuttle port at 07.20am. It was yet again a stress free operation to check in and board. We also had the added bonus of purchasing 2 lites of Gordon’s Sicilian Lemon Gin at half price.

      We were spat out of the Channel Tunnel in Calais at 10.30am local time and set off towards our scheduled destination for that night. Whilst still in the Calais Shuttle Port, we had to negotiate a motorcycle gang, the Vikings England. We knew who they were because they had their name and logo emblazoned on the back of their motorcycle waistcoats. I would point out that they may be not quite as hard as they think they are, because we saw them prior to boarding the channel tunnel train and not one had been wearing his emblazoned waistcoat!!

      We picked up the toll road motorway A26 & E15 and drove for nearly 200 miles on the same road, mainly with other British tourists to Reims. After, we picked up the A4, E17 & E50 to Chalons-en- Champagne, where we 1st stopped for fuel & a pitiful amount of coffee for €2.10. It was here that we googled the nearest Lidl, which was just a few miles away.

      We drove to Lidl and purchased 21 litres of wine for less £50. We also bought 2 hand sanitizers, some madeleines and some tonics for our gin.

      We continued south seeing numerous persistent signs for the city of Nancy until we entered the Massif des Vosges, a series of forested mountains in Eastern France, close to the German border. We arrived at our remote hotel, Le Bouton d’Or around 6.30pm, which was half way up a mountain.

      I should declare now that I have had previous communication with the hotel, because I booked a double room on Booking.com with them for just £38. When the transaction went through I saw that I had been charged £50. I emailed Le Bouton d’Or & they replied (in French) that I had booked a Family Room. I replied that I hadn’t & had photographic evidence to that effect. I received a reply (in French again!!) saying thank you, would you like to book a table in their restaurant?

      We parked up and entered the reception area, where it was clear that no one spoke a word of English. I tried to explain about the room overcharge, but it was utter chaos without anyone apparently able to speak English. (Unforgivable in the 21st century!!)

      Eventually, a lady took our credit card and swiped it without explanation. We tried to converse with her, but she just ushered us up to our Double Room!! Jackie was irritated/angry/furious with their customer service and planned to make her feelings known.

      We had a couple of strong Sicilian Lemon Gin and tonics, then went down to dinner at 7.30pm. The restaurant was now nearly full and was buzzing with atmosphere. Within a few minutes, Jackie had done a full 180 degrees turn and was now fully praising the hotel/restaurant staff. Amazing what alcohol does!!

      Jackie ordered the Fondant de boeuf de 12 heures and I, the Jambonneau fumé braisé (Façon papa) together with a bottle of local white wine and a carafe of water. The food was nice, but not spectacular. Jackie’s beef was similar to a Beef bourguignon with a side dish of roast potatoes, but not so flavourful and my braised ham was a whole shoulder of pig still on the bone with a side dish of little dumplings. Both dinners were huge and despite our best efforts, we were unable to finish them.

      After dinner we retired to bed with a night cap of white wine.

      Song of the Day - Nancy Boy by Placebo.
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    • Dzień 2

      Eurotunnel

      22 września 2023, Anglia ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

      Decent nights sleep and the Holiday Inn Express had pretty good disabled features and very friendly staff.
      Seems Dupont has a broken jaw and that was the talk of the breakfast room.
      Through passport control and waiting to board the shuttle.
      Next stop Calais and then onto Dunkirk
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    • Dzień 24

      Eurotunnel Folkestone

      24 października 2019, Anglia ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

      Finally! Only 3 weeks behind schedule due to the over run of the repairs to the motorhome. Picked her up yesterday afternoon and spent the night back at Dower House. Thanks to Tom and family for an excellent roast dinner and good company. Czytaj więcej

    • Dzień 1

      A return to Eden

      10 września 2021, Anglia ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      To this day I have led a very fortunate life. I have loved and been loved, helped others and to my profound regret, let others down. I have experienced the full range of emotions that come with life, and remain humbled by what life continues to reveal. Phrases once disregarded now seem to resonate, indeed ‘to err is human, to forgive divine’.

      Forgiveness, it seems to me, starts with a conversation with one’s own soul. To experience true forgiveness from others and to forgive without reservation are truly blessings. To forgive oneself, however, is a journey many never achieve. Nevertheless it appears necessary at this juncture of my life. I hope this trip allows me to finally forgive myself, to heal and let go and in doing so create a new relationship with myself. It feels therefore to be a trip to the past entwined with an opportunity to create a new future. A return to innocence, to Eden, to a place before the ‘slings and arrows’ of life, with a a new and optimistic future the prize, my Camino.

      Pandemic contemplation has led me to this point along with a recognition that time is indeed a precious commodity. I will undoubtably revisit these early muses, but for now I seek no further solace elsewhere. I am moving in the right direction and that will do.
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    • Dzień 1–2

      Folkestone at last

      21 września 2023, Anglia ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

      Things peaked at Chacombe.
      Sat nav said 2 1/2 hours to Folkestone but the m25 had different ideas.
      2 hours to go 4 miles wasn't funny.
      Anyway, we are here, barman put on the rugby, the hosts v Namibia, beer is not touching the sides and the first people we meet in the bar are from Lancaster and also heading to Lille for the Chile game!
      Thai meal out for them, Stella Artois for us.
      See you in the morning at Le Shuttle! 🚆
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