Woke up early in a bit of a tizz . I won’t bore you with the details but it was essentially to do with a very weird dream . I’d gone to work at a school . For some reason , Rich was with me though quite why was never established . Anyway , I did something terribly wrong ( again , that wasn’t made clear ) and all the staff, including Rich , or ‘Judas ‘ as I shall now call him, formed an…Continue Reading “France – Day 5. Balls dropped”

If Carlsberg did airlines , they wouldn’t do Ryan Air .  Despite its impressive attempt to put a dampner on things , we arrived . A little miffed . A trifle knackered …. but we arrived . My first attempt to put into practice my rusty French language skills was less than glowing . The hire car lady was not really the ideal subject for my stuttering efforts . I don’t think she would have been that interested in my statement that’  I live in…Continue Reading “France – Day 1. Sarlat Le Canade”