No, no, no, no, no. This is not about pigs. All will be revealed. Today has essentially been a driving day. Basil has hauled his 4.25 tonne bulk down 240 miles of French motorway to move Team Basil nearer to…
Twah
No, I haven’t developed a sudden speech impediment, Twah is, apparently, approximately how one should pronounce the town we’ve visiting – Troyes. How’s a man with schoolboy French supposed to arrive at that?? Yesterday was a long, boring day in…
Where have all the birdies gone
After a quiet night’s sleep, Sarah got up to walk Skye and while they were out I availed myself of the opportunity to scurry into Arras for our breakfast. Two baguettes, one croissant, one pain au chocolate and one pain…
The Last Post
We are back on the road again. 2024 was taken up primarily with family and personal matters and although Basil waddled about England we didn’t manage to get his lardy bottom over to Euroland. Today, however, he is back in…