Cherbourg is a nice town. I rather expected it to be more like Fishguard, but it is big and pretty,with lots and lots of shops. I had a commission for Armagnac and so that gave us an excuse to go to a few shops, I did, I confess buy a number of bottles of spirits, basically anything unusal...just so I can broaden my repertoire of cocktails...purely in the interests of knowledge you understand?
We parked for the two nights in tourlaville an adjacent town of Cherbourg , We were parked literally on the beach as I fancied a day on the beach to laze and swim before we had to head home. But the rain caught up with us, it poured all day, but sometimes that is a good thing. I was pretty wiped from all of the driving and a day snuggled in Rosita, playing cards and reading was exactly what I needed, there was plenty of time on the last day for Armagnac shopping.
Our departure dawned in the teeth of a howling gale..and yes we were getting a boat...and I am not a fantastic sea traveller at the best of times, so it was down with the sea-sickness tablets and we were off, it was a rocky trip but uneventful.
And then on the 24, Rosslare, funny after all of the time driving on the right I had to really concentrate to drive on the left again. The drive from Rosslare to home seemed interminable.
But by happy chance a couple of friends were in my house when we arrived, they had popped in to turn on the heating etc..so we had a welcome home party. They came back again a little later and we popped a couple of corks on some of the fizzy wine that found its way into my shopping trolley in France..and we talked and talked.
I have loved having the company of Mollie on the trip, I am lucky that we get on so well and that we have a fantastic relationship, but it was also nice to get home and have a few more people around.
and then the very very best thing of all
My own bed!
thanks for reading
We parked for the two nights in tourlaville an adjacent town of Cherbourg , We were parked literally on the beach as I fancied a day on the beach to laze and swim before we had to head home. But the rain caught up with us, it poured all day, but sometimes that is a good thing. I was pretty wiped from all of the driving and a day snuggled in Rosita, playing cards and reading was exactly what I needed, there was plenty of time on the last day for Armagnac shopping.
Our departure dawned in the teeth of a howling gale..and yes we were getting a boat...and I am not a fantastic sea traveller at the best of times, so it was down with the sea-sickness tablets and we were off, it was a rocky trip but uneventful.
And then on the 24, Rosslare, funny after all of the time driving on the right I had to really concentrate to drive on the left again. The drive from Rosslare to home seemed interminable.
But by happy chance a couple of friends were in my house when we arrived, they had popped in to turn on the heating etc..so we had a welcome home party. They came back again a little later and we popped a couple of corks on some of the fizzy wine that found its way into my shopping trolley in France..and we talked and talked.
I have loved having the company of Mollie on the trip, I am lucky that we get on so well and that we have a fantastic relationship, but it was also nice to get home and have a few more people around.
and then the very very best thing of all
My own bed!
thanks for reading