Christmas Markets, 21 December 2024

 So we are home!  Finally!  We had expected to catch the 11:24 crossing, but went to the terminal earlier and got offered a slot on the 10:32 (I think).  Which would have been nice.... but then everything got delayed and delayed and delayed, and it took hours and hours (well, at least half an hour, if not longer) to get through Passport Control, but then we went straight on to a train, which got away about noon French time.  Which basically meant we didn't arrive at no 6 until nearly 14:00, UK time.  However,  my sister had soup, bread and cheese waiting for us, and we had brought a tarte aux poires as our share in the meal, so we had that before we did anything else.  The annoying thing is that, because we were not really delayed from our original booking, we can't claim delay repay, even though we were, in fact, delayed!  Ah well.

And then it was the usual mad rush to clear out the WoMo, clean it, and load the car.  It didn't take as long as usual, as we had only been away six days.  And my hat was there - it had fallen out of my pocket, as I suspected, but it had landed on the seat, and then got hidden by a cushion.  I am so pleased, as I really like that hat!  Much nicer than any of the others.

The drive back to London wasn't as bad as usual - fewer hold-ups - and we were here about 18:15, unpacked the car and put everything away.  We won't be going away in the WoMo again until March, which, right now, feels like an awfully long way away!  In the meantime,  I'd like to wish all who read this a wonderful Christmas and a happy New Year!