NCC Pertisau Holiday, 26 July

Somewhere in Germany

I'm not quite sure where we are tonight - I think it may be somewhere called Kissing, which seems unlikely.

We had hoped to go for a last boat trip this morning, and then back to the campsite by bus, but it was raining so hard that we would have been soaked, so we decided, regretfully, that this was not going to work. So we used the services and headed off in the pouring rain down to Jenbach (well, it had to be raining there, didn't it!) and so up the Inn valley to Kufstein, where we stopped for the SW to have coffee and me to visit an Austrian Lidl, which I don't think I've done before. There was also a Bipa and a KIk in the same complex, both of which I visited, and and look how restrained I was:

Had any of those large balls been navy or even a brighter blue, I couldn't have resisted, but I resist I did!

And so we headed on in the rain up wet motorways and wet side-roads, finding a parking-space on a side road to stop and eat lunch, including this patisserie from Lidl:

But when we got to our planned stopping-place in Augsburg, it was full. I am sad, as there is a very nice Norma and an off-licence just a short walk away. Oh well. The Swan Whisperer found this place which is basically a huge, empty car park - I think there may be another WoMo here, but the lines are separated by hedges, so I can't see it. No services, no nothing, and precious little signal!

The SW went for a walk round the lake which this is the car-park for, and I fell fast asleep! I hope I sleep tonight, and I hope - probably vainly - that the rain will go away. I can't believe that a week ago I was in shorts and a light top - now it's jeans and a sweatshirt! Maybe the weather will improve as we get further north. I hope so. 

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 25 July

Maurach-am-Achensee, Tirol

Today was the last full day of the official holiday, although several people have already left.  The vast majority are leaving tomorrow, though, as, indeed, are we, although we won't be home for a few more days.

The "official" excursion was up the Rofanseilbahn, the cable car on this side of the Achensee, but after seeing the one in Mayrhofen yesterday I was a bit put off, and, frankly, bottled it!  I had planned to go to the Atoll, but when I got there, they told me they didn't accept the Erlebniskarte, which I find a bit odd, since they issue it!  So I came away and spent a quiet morning in the WoMo.  I did go up to Reception to pay our campsite fees and order rolls for tomorrow - you are supposed to pay the day before you leave.  The Swan Whisperer had gone up the Rofanseilbahn, and had walked, with some of the others, to a nearby (not very) village, where they had coffee.  He was kind enough to do some shopping for me in Maurach before catching the bus back for a very late lunch - I didn't wait!

After lunch we decided to go on the boat again, so picked up the 15:10 service from Buchau and went all round the lake and back to Buchau, joined by some of the others for various parts of the journey.  If there is time in the morning, we might just venture one last trip across to Pertisau and the bus back, but there may not be time.

It has been a lovely week with old and new friends, and lots of different excursions in the area and beyond!  

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 24 July 2025

Maurach-am-Achensee, Tirol.

We were up very early this morning.  We were going to have to catch the 09:10 to Jenbach if we were to make the steam train to Mayrhofen, today's official excursion.  However, given how packed out the bus had been on Monday, we decided we would get the bus an hour earlier, then change to the Pertisau-bound bus and stay on it to Jenbach.  This would have worked better had the driver not been a complete jobsworth who insisted we disembark and wait in the rain for him to come round again.  Which we did, although there was some shelter under the edge of the Boathouse.  Why we couldn't have waited at the terminus of Karwendelbahn, I will never know.  However, the bus wasn't too crowded when Herr Jobsworth finally brought it back round, yelling at people who weren't showing their tickets, and goodness knows what all else....

Of course, it was raining in Jenbach - I am quite convinced that if it ever stopped raining there, the town would vanish!  I've never seen it in anything other than rain!  We had almost an hour to wait for the train, which was profitably spent drinking coffee in the little café and reminding ourselves of the trip to Mayrhofen that the girls took in "Princess of the Chalet School".  Meanwhile, our tickets were obtained for us and in due course we clambered into our reserved coach at the very back of the steam train.  The wooden carriage was very beautiful, but I had a severe case of chapelbottom by the time we arrived!

We enjoyed a walk round Mayrhofen, stopping to have a not very nice lunch (at least, mine wasn't - the SW swears his was delicious!) in a random café, and then an utterly delicious ice-cream (actually a sorbet in my case) further along the road.  We then walked back to the station in good time for the 14:49.  The journey, in greater comfort than that of the outward leg, cost 1/3 as much, but then, it wasn't steam-hauled!  Back at Jenbach, the heavens promptly opened and there was a massive thunderstorm.  The kind driver - not Herr Jobsworth this time - let us all get on the bus as soon as it arrived, even though it would not be setting off for another few minutes. The bus was soon fuller than it could comfortably hold, but we got to Maurach all right, at which time it turned into the Achenkirch bus, so we had no need to change, and got back to the campsite.  The SW is having a nap and snoring very loudly - if it wasn't for the fact that I must get supper in half an hour, I'd follow his example.

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 23 July

Maurach-am-Achensee, Tirol

The planned excursion for today was a trip up the Gramaialm, in a tractor-trailor outfit called the Huttopia Express, and, while some - a majority, I think - planned to walk back, many of us chose to ride on a vintage coach called the Nostalgiebus.

We had to catch the 09:10 bus to get to Pertisau on time, which meant we were about an hour too early, but there was a coffee-shop so we sat there and the SW and the other Chaletian who is staying in Maurach both had coffee - I had only fairly recently finished my breakfast coffee, and didn't want anything.  Eventually the others turned up - two of our number had hired electric bikes to go up to that and a couple of other alms!  We were asked to buy our tickets in the sports shop rather than from the driver, which was a huge bonus as it meant we could pay by card rather than having to fork out cash.  

It was a slightly dull ride up to the alm, as we couldn't really see out of the trailer. I was in the back trailer, which the driver had recommended those of us who were "less sporty" use - the SW, needless to say, went in the front trailer, which was rather higher.  When we arrived, many people decided to go on the 20-minute hike to see a waterfall; I didn't go, but sat and drank apple juice with some friends, and took a variety of photos.  There was a helicopter which, we discovered, was pulling up a dead cow from a field, and I later saw it being carried on a forklift or similar in front of a tractor into the farmyard. 

Our crowd gradually returned from their various walks, and we had lunch at the restaurant at the top of the alm; the SW and I both chose the Tirolean "Grostli", which was a mixture of onions, bacon and fried potatoes topped with a fried egg, with cabbage salad on the side.  And very good it was, too, even though I couldn't finish half of my potatoes. We washed it down with beer.   

The bus was due to leave at 13:30, and the walkers were going to wait until it had safely gone before they set off.  I enjoyed the bus far more than the trailer - I sat near the front and we could see out of the front windows, although I didn't take any photos.  The bus dropped us near the Karwendelbahn, and I eventually got a bus from there back to Maurach.  I'd meant to go for a swim, but sadly, my insides decided to confirm my suspicion that they really can't cope with pickled cabbage any more.... Grrr!  So I just flopped and read most of the afternoon.  Either that or too many restaurant meals in too few days.... And another one tomorrow at Mayrhofen.

NCC Pertisau holiday, 22 July 2025

Maurach-am-Achensee, 22 July 2205

Today was, for me, a rest day.  Many people were going into Innsbruck, but the Swan Whisperer wanted to do one of his favourite walks, from Achenkirch back down to Pertisau, and I knew I was tired and needed to rest.  Which was justified by the fact that I slept incredibly badly - even with a rug over my duvet (the summer-weight 4.5 tog one) I was cold, and I had cramp.  Which I hope wasn't caused by the wine I'd drunk, as I've just drunk another glass of the same brew, and it was delicious!

So, anyway, I also needed to do a week's worth of washing, but when I went over to do it, the machine was occupied, and it was about 11:00 before I could get the first load on.  Washed that okay, and then put the second load on, but the dryer was in use.  And the man who was using it said crossly that it wasn't drying his clothes at all.  When the Swan Whisperer went to get some more euro coins for us to use it, he was told it was out of order!!! Wouldn't you have thought they would have put a notice on it saying so???

The SW, who is good at that sort of thing, fished out our washing-line and the poor WoMo has been festooned with damp washing ever since! It is beginning to dry, and I'm pretty sure most of it will be dry by morning, but it is annoying not having been able to dry it as tumble-drying does seem to mean we don't need to iron so much, if at all! And no, we are not installing one in our flat - an iron takes up less room and is less damaging to the environment!

I had half thought of going for a swim at the Atoll this afternoon, but when push came to shove I really wasn't feeling it, so spent the afternoon reading and dozing.  I hope I'll sleep tonight - I'll use the heavier rug, I think, and it may not be so chilly.  I don't want to put on the heavier, 10.5 tog, duvet as the lighter one has really been all we've needed during the earlier part of the holiday

.Anyway, the washing festooning the place meant I really couldn't cook without a great deal of inconvenience, so we went to the campsite's restaurant and had a delicious meal - I had beef with onions and rosemary potatoes,

which were utterly delicious, and the SW had Käsespätzle, which also looked lovely, and which came with a small salad that he shared with me.  I had been tempted to choose the same, but knew I wouldn't be able to finish the plateful - as it was, I only just finished my own!  

NCC Pertisau holiday, 21 July 2025

Maurach-am-Achensee, Tirol

The weather took a turn for the worse, we are not made of sugar, so a considerable number of us boarded the bus to Jenbach - Robert and I were actually quite lucky to get on at Maurach; we squeezed on and spent the journey on the driver's platform - nice of him to let us.

One of these days, I'll see Jenbach in the sunshine, but today was not that day.  Some people went up to the church; others, more sensibly, went and sat in the local café opposite the station. I did try to go to the church, but it was very wet, and very steep, so eventually I gave up and went back to join the sensible ones with a very nice cup of coffee.

Eventually everybody turned up and we foregathered at the station to take the Achenseebahn up to Seespitz.

We had a reserved carriage, and made the most of the journey. The first part is a rack-and-pinion railway, which is fun, but not very scenic as it is mostly in woodland. At Eben, however, the plateau begins and the engine stops pushing the train but runs round to the front to start pulling it the rest of the way, via Maurach and Maurach Mitte to Seespitz.

The boats meet the train, so we all piled off and found our reserved tables on the boat, where we were served coffee and apfelstrudel with squirty cream. Delicious, especially as the apfelstrudel was not too sweet.

The boat took us round the lake, to Gaisalm, Achenkirch and Scholastica, before calling at Gaisalm again on the way back to Pertisau, after which the formal part of the day was at an end. Some people got off, but many stayed on - we went as far as Seespitz where we then caught the train as far as Maurach Mitte to do some shopping before getting the bus back up to our campsite, where we had a couple of hours to relax before the Centenary Gala Dinner.

This was held at one of the big hotels in Pertisau, and was extremely good.  We started with pancake strips in consommé, followed by raviolis with a herb filling.  There was a choice of main courses - we had made our choices earlier.  I had lake trout with new potatoes and almonds, and the Swan Whisperer had spare ribs with potato wedges and coleslaw.  The other choices were wiener schnitzel, which may have been delicious but which smelt of hot fat, and which came with chips, and, for the vegetarians, some kind of spinach dumpling. Pudding was Kaiserschmarrn (chopped up pancakes with, in this case, a scoop of cinnamon ice cream and the most delicious stewed plums).  I had white wine, and the SW had red.  The hotel had printed commemorative menus for us,

and there were speeches, and a presentation to the person who had done 99.9% of the organising - incredibly efficiently! 

We shared a taxi back with someone else who is staying in Maurach, and went straight to bed!

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 20 July 2025

Maurach-am-Achensee, Tirol

The thunderstorm passed, but the rain continued far into the night.  And this morning dawned cool and cloudy - no weather for eating breakfast outside.  When we had had it, we went up to the Achensee Atoll and  were able to convert our visitor passes into holiday cards.  We then came back to the WoMo and the Swan Whisperer had a cup of coffee before we decided to test out our cards by taking the boat across the lake to meet the others, which we did successfully. By which time the sun was out, and has remained so all day! 

A walk round the village followed, with sites of interest to Club members pointed out, and we ended up at the Karwendelbahn, which is a cable-car up the local mountain.  At the top there is a restaurant, or you can walk about half an hour to another one. (resstaurant, not cable car) which some of the party chose to do.  I firmly stayed local, and the Swan Whisperer and I, with some others, had lunch; he and I both had soup, his washed down with beer and mine with Apérol Spritz.  Then he left to go up tp the other mountain, and I stayed down looking at the glorious views over the lake. 

I then went down to use the loo, but when I came back, I wanted to go back to the viewpoint, but didn't see the rather high step (which should really have had a yellow stripe on it), and tripped and fell.  Fortunately my phone wasn't damaged, and nor was I, really, bar a bad scrape on one leg and generally being  shaken up! Someone had a first-aid kit with them and helped mop me up and sprayed me with antiseptic cream, and I sat and drank coffee with others of the party before the Swan Whisperer came back down to escort me down the mountain!

Several of us went into the hotel and had drinks while waiting for it to be 16:00, at which time I had promised to lead a short service, which I duly did.  The hotel was great and let us use a quiet corner, and there were 13 of us gathered - some churches I preach at, I don't have as large a congregation!

After that, the Swan Whisperer and I pottered back through the village, past both the Protestant and Catholic churches, and ended up at the boat landing.  Sadly, the first boat wasn't going to Buchau, so we wandered to the bus stop and found that the next bus left ten minutes before the next boat!  So we decided to catch it, as the SW's phone was almost out of battery and he was trying to clear up some muddle back home.  It turned out to be one of the few buses where you don't have to change, and it dropped us off at the Atoll in good time.  He is now hotting up the hash we had for supper the other night, and I am relaxing and wishing my shin didn't hurt quite so much!

NCC Pertisau Holiday 19/07/2025

Maurach-am-Achense, Tyrol, Austria

We didn't hang about this morning, as we wanted to get here early, and were away by 09:30 - with the result that the SW asked whether it was time to stop for lunch when it was only 11:30!

We had hoped to go the familiar way down as far as Fussen, but the Satnav told us there was a 30 minute holdup just out of Ulm, and we had do better to go via Munich, which we did. And there were a fair amount of holdups there, too, but nothing very major.  And then there was that lovely moment when the motorway swept round a corner and the view opened up - and there, at last, were the Alps!  And, not too long later, the first signs to the Achensee.  We came in from the Northern end, via Achenkirch, and arrived at our campsite at about 13:15 (having stopped for a coffee en route).  Checkin was quick and easy - they recognised us from last time - and apart from a few queries like where do we plug in our electricity, and when were they going to email us our visitor cards, we got settled in very quickly and had a lunch sitting out of doors in the shade - the WoMo was unbearably hot!

After lunch, we pottered for a bit and then headed to the bus stop to catch the bus to Pertisau, where we had a lovely walk pretty much along the lake up to the boat place, where we met up with some of our friends before heading to the Hotel Christina for Kaffee und Kuchen (in my case, tea and an ice-cream!) and meeting the other book club members who were there.  We have not yet got our holiday cards, and are rather annoyed that, had we known it, they are available from the Achensee Atoll Welcome Centre, just a couple of hundred metres away!  We can get them in the morning and perhaps get the boat over to Pertisau tomorrow.  Actually, we couldn't have gone on the boat trip some of the others were going on, even had we had our holiday cards by then, as it wasn't going to Buchau, which is our stop, and we would probably have missed the last bus.

As it was, we had about 20 minutes to wait for the bus - the penultimate one of the day - but it came, and the change at Maurach was as quick and easy as ever.  We got off at the Atoll, as the bus goes in there and one doesn't have to cross the very busy road, as you would at Buchau, and got home just before the rain started!  There is now a massive thunderstorm going on, which is lovely!

NCC Pertisau holiday, 18 July 2025

Neu-Ulm, Bavaria, Germany

It was so lovely this morning eating breakfast out of doors - I thought at first we wouldn't be warm enough, but it was actually warmer outside the WoMo than inside, probably because we had had the shutters closed and the skylights open all night.  So we sat out and enjoyed our fried eggs, fruit juice, toast and pains au chocolat, and by the time we had got "redd up", as my Irish in-laws say, it was already past 11:0 am.

We could have gone via Stuttgart and the motorway, but it is the A8, which is be-roadworked to the hilt, and we didn't fancy spending most of the day in traffic jams, so we told it to go a different route. This was slower (except for the traffic jams), but absolutely lovely, going first through the Black Forest and then the Schwabian Alps.  Small roads, and a few hairpins, but nothing to really worry about - lots of little villages and speed restrictions, though.  But all in all, we agreed, an enjoyable drive, and the Satnav tells us we saved 30 minutes going that way!

When we got to Neu-Ulm, we thought at first it would be a bust. The actual aire was jam-packed solid, as was the one on the other side of the road, and the car park said firmly No Motor homes Beyond This Point. However, a fair few motorhomes had gone beyond that point, so we did, too - but then a very kind man came up and said that he had a space that was far too big for him, and could easily make room for us in it!  So we said Thank You Very Much and moved here - which was slightly more expensive than the main car park, but which has electricity and at least some services (we will be able to empty the loo, anyway, although I'm not sure about the grey tank).  And now we are about to eat the second half of the chicken and rice casserole!

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 17 July 2025

Saverne, Alsace

The funfair finally quietened down at midnight - technically it closed at 23:00, but music went on thumping out until about midnight.  Not too awful, though, and we will certainly return to that aire again - it has far more spaces than the one we usually use, and they won't have funfairs all the time!

The Swan Whisperer went to get croissants in the morning, and we were ready to head on at about 10:00, stopping first for a quick visit to a supermarket.  This was a mistake, as the shop in question was going to be closed tomorrow for stocktaking, and it had obviously not had any deliveries that day, so there were quite a lot of gaps on the shelves.  Still, I got most of what I wanted.

It was a lovely drive today; although we decided not to pay motorway tolls, the route we went was nearly all either non-toll motorway or dual carriageway.  Not very well maintained, mind - you can see the difference between roads one pays to use and roads one doesn't!  The drive took us past many of our favourite places in Northern France - Chalons-en-Champagne, Vitry-le-François, Bar-le-Duc, etc, and also past many places where we have stopped for a night - Toul, Pont-au-Mousson, etc.  We stopped for lunch at the Aire de Toul - not the eponymous motorhome parking, where we have been a couple of times, but this was just a motorway services.  We didn't stop again until we got to this very nice campsite in Alsace, where we are parked up for the night.

After a cup of tea, the Swan Whisperer went for a walk and I read and crocheted until it was time to start getting supper, which was a sort of hash with lardons, potatoes, onions, mushrooms and tomatoes, topped with grated cheese!  Delicious!  Followed by yoghurt with peach compôte.

It is a lovely evening, and many people are still sitting out, although it has cooled down now.  We did eat supper outside, but have come in now, as it really wasn't quite warm enough.  

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 16 July 2025

Reims, Grand-Est

A rather dull day.  We could have arrived here in Reims really quite early, but there really wasn't much else to do ,so we decided to go non-toll, which was going to take longer.  By the time we had had breakfast (the Swan Whisperer went out to get croissants and then, as I wasn't quite ready, went to look at where other motor homes that we could see had been parked up - basically the nearest P&R!  But they seemed happy enough to let people stay overnight, so we might do that on the way back.  We'll see.

Anyway, by the time he came back and we had had breakfast, cleared up, and used the services, it was gone 10:00 by the time we set off.  We stopped near Lens for the Swan Whisperer to have coffee and I meant to just nip in to the Carrefour, but the whole shopping centre was so vast that it took longer than I intended.  All I really needed were some new pool sliders to replace mine that demised this morning (they were ancient), and the SW was low on milk, so I got some of that, and some chicken thighs to make a casserole for supper.  Which was very good, although perhaps would have been nicer with some mushrooms in it?  And the pool sliders were only €3.99!  

Anyway, we then headed on, and had planned to stop somewhere near St-Quentin for lunch, but it got later and later, so eventually we stopped in a random layby somewhere.  We then decided, since it was going to take 45 minutes less to get here if we went on the toll motorway than if we didn't, that we would remove the SatNav's prohibition on going on toll motorways, and arrived in Reims about 16:00.  This isn't where we usually stop, but another random aire I found.  No services, but plenty of room.  The only snag is that there is a funfair the other side of the car park, and we fear it may render the night hideous!  Still, it can't go on all night (can it?), and tomorrow is another rather dull driving day.

NCC Pertisau Holiday, 15 July 2025

Calais, Hauts-de-France

This holiday is basically why we couldn't go to Oberstdorf this year, as either we would have had to have set off again within a couple of days of arriving home, or we would have had to have had a six-week holiday in the motor home - which, while do-able and probably very enjoyable, wouldn't quite do as we both have responsibilities we couldn't have left for so long.

So yesterday we spent the morning packing, and in the afternoon we visited the Inspirations exhibition celebrating 200 years of passenger rail services; it was most enjoyable, despite being mostly aimed and children and despite our arriving rather later than the time stated on our tickets, due to my having failed to check where the exhibition actially was!  We then had a quick drink with the Daughter, who was just leaving work, before we headed off home again to finish packing.

This morning we got up early and had a quick breakfast before filling the car and doing all the last bits.  We left London shortly after 09:00, and despite having to stop to check the tyre pressures, arrived at the motor home at about 11:00 or shortly after.  We transferred the stuff from the car to the WoMo (getting stung by nettles in the process; at least, I did!), and then drove down to No 6 and got as much sorted out as we could before and early lunch with my mother, my sister and her partner.  Which was cold roast venison with salad and new potatoes, followed by fruit salad and cake, and cheese and biscuits if anybody wanted, which we didn't.  They had had a dinner party a couple of days earlier, so we got the leftovers - and a boxful of cold venison to have for lunch over the next few days.  Lush!

But we couldn't linger, especially as the others wanted to go fishing, and after finishing the tidying-up that needed to be done before we could set off (things in the fridge; groceries put away), we set off about 14:00 and, after a very smooth journey (I slept through most of it) arrived at Folkestone at 15:45, hoping to be offered a crossing earlier than our booked 17:16.  Unfortunately I think there had been some disruption earlier, and our booked crossing was the only option offered.  So we parked up and did things like unpacking and making the bed, and I nipped into the AA Shop to buy a new pair of seabands (why are new ones always so tight?) as one of mine had demised as we set off.  I was delighted to find they were about half what they cost in Boots!

The crossing was as straightforward as ever, except that we were delayed getting off by a couple of cars that wouldn't start and had to be towed, but once we were off we went straight to Cité Europe where I bought some money (we will probably need cash in Austria) and did some shopping, and then drove to the Camping-Car Park where we usually stay - there seems to be a rival facility across the road, which may need investigating - and had supper.  Having not slept well last night, I don't think I'll be late to bed this evening, despite having slept en route!

Going out out, 20 June 2025

We do not often go "out out"; usually evening expeditions, if any, are to various meetings of one kind or another. The last time I went out "on pleasure bent" was to see a film screening at Brixton Library with my tai chi friends, and I don't remember when the last time the Swan Whisperer and I went to the theatre together - it was at The Landor theatre and was on black plastic ice (friends of ours were skating in it).  But how long ago was that? Also the ABBA experience a few years ago, but nothing since! 

However, this evening we went all the way to Chelsea to see a production of "Swallows and Armenians" at the Chelsea Theatre.  I had bought the tickets some weeks ago, but was not very sure what to expect.  Actually, I thoroughly enjoyed it.  The play - it's more of a musical, really - details the relationship between Arthur Ransome and the Altounyan family, on whom he based the original "Swallows" when he wrote Swallows and Amazons.  It didn't end well, with the relationship between Ernest Altounyan and Arthur Ransome going totally pear-shaped (not helped by the fact that he would have liked to have married Altounyan's wife, back in the day), and the children left wondering whether their school friends really wanted to know them for themselves, or as their characters in the books.  My main criticism was that the music was a bit overwhelming in a small space, but I took out my hearing aids for the second half, and that was much better!  The musicians were brilliant, although they occasionally missed the note when they sang.  But the range of instruments they all played was amazing.

After the performance, we could have joined in a circle dance in the square outside, but can you see the Swan Whisperer doing that?  No, me neither!  Had it been on ice.... But it was on concrete, so we came away to find a restaurant, and ended up in a very nice Persian one called Abib.  I ordered lamb chops

(I did not expect five of them - that would have done the Swan Whisperer and me at least twice at home!), and the Swan Whisperer ordered a chicken and lamb skewer.  The waitress strongly suggested we had a starter, as the main dishes would take at least twenty minutes, so we had hummus with garlic bread, and very good it was, too.  I ordered my lamb with garlic bread - the choices were that, or saffron rice or chips, but I find rice difficult to eat when I'm out as it gets under my false teeth!  So I ordered the bread, and then fell free to leave it, but I did, greedily, eat all the meat and salad! 

When we had finished, we found we could go home a different way - we had come on a 317 bus, changing at Sloane Square to an 11, but going home we took a 345 from Beaufort Street, changing at Clapham Common on to a 37. 

All in all, a most enjoyable date night!

Early summer holiday, 13 June 2025

Brixton, London, UK

I was too tired to blog last night, so to catch up on the final day of our holiday: we were able to heat water for our showers using electricity, although cups of tea made with it were disgusting! Once we were both showered and dressed, we made our way over to Auchan, where we knew we could buy gas, only to find that it wasn't yet open - sales are between 09:00 and 13:00.  Fortunately by then it was 08:55, and by the time we had bought diesel, the kiosk operator was there.

So we drove to the car-park of the main superstore and had breakfast, and, once I had finished I did a Last Shop in France, and then we drove over to the Shuttle terminus, where we got on a train half an hour earlier than our booking, which was good.  We stopped at Clackett Lane Services to eat our lunch, including belated Pentecost cheesecake/last day patisseries

and then went straight to No 6, where my mother was pleased to see us.

It is baby-pigeon season, and the results were all too obvious on our car, so the Swan Whisperer had to wash it before he did anything else! We eventually got it loaded and headed back to London about 18:00, getting home just on 20:00.  I'd bought a ready-meal for supper which we had as soon as we'd unloaded the fridge stuff, and then it was a matter of unpacking the basics, plus making overnight oats for the family, who were coming next morning to parkrun and then coming here to shower, breakfast and celebrate my birthday! It was lovely to see them.  And so ends another trip; we will be off again in about a month!

Early Summer Holiday, 12 June 2025

Blériot-Plage, Calais, France

Today has very much been what Anne Shirley would call a "Jonah Day".

It started off all right - the Swan Whisperer went into the town to buy bread and pains aux raisins, and came back saying that it was a lovely little town and we should go for a walk round it. So after breakfast we set off. Just as we got to the town centre - which is indeed lovely, there are photos

- the sky darkened, there was a flash of lightning and a huge peal of thunder, and the heavens opened! I did have my sweaty mac with me, which I put on, but it turned out to be as much use as a chocolate teapot, and I think I was even wetter than the Swan Whisperer by the time we got back to the WoMo and had to change out of the short and t-shirts we had been wearing! Of course, by the time we had done that and the SW had had his coffee, the sun had come out again and the weather has been lovely all day.

We had a pretty uneventful drive up to Calais - village names of the day: Pacy, Miserey and Mercey - and stopped for lunch in Vernon, where we stopped the last time we had spent the night in La-Madeleine-de-Nonancourt, what time it also thundered! Anyway, it has a chateau and an old mill across the stream, so the SW went to have a look at them while I got lunch ready.

Quite a lot of our drive after lunch was cross-country, and we joined the motorway a bit south of Neufchatel-en-Bray. We had intended to head straight to the Cité Europe along the motorways, but failed to notice a contraflow and were dumped off just past Boulogne. We don't mind going non-motorway on that route - it is very scenic - but it delayed us quite badly. We wanted to do a load of laundry in the new facilities outside the Cité Europe, but they were somehow disconnected from the Internet, and it couldn't accept our credit cards, and there is no way to pay cash. So that was a bust, and we will be doing our usual thing of endless washings when we get home. I suppose we might just have finished by Wednesday, time to go all over again. Sigh.

I nipped into Carrefour to get some fresh milk for the SW, and then we headed up here. The fridge started beeping and wouldn't light on gas, although it was fine on electricity and while driving.

For some reason the Swan Whisperer thought the gas needed to be reset, as it must have done an emergency switch-off, but he couldn't find out how to do this. And then he realised - we are utterly and totally out of gas! And there is nowhere local to get the right kind from a 24-hour automat, so although we might be able to have hot water in the morning, no way will it be hot enough for tea, and we won't be able to cook our breakfast. We drove all round Calais wishing we had realised what was wrong half an hour earlier, when we could still just have found somewhere open.

Fortunately, there was enough hot water in the thermos for a rather tepid cup of tea each, but tomorrow will be most unpleasant until the nearest garage opens at 08:30! If the SW thinks I'm going to get washed and dressed without a cup of tea inside me (it's bad enough having to wait 30 minutes after my thyroid tablet!), he has another think coming. Fortunately he is not saying that as we are going home tomorrow it's not worth it - but he had been convinced that we had enough gas to do us - as, indeed, we nearly did! 

Early summer holiday, Wednesday 11 June 2025

La-Madeleine-de-Nonancourt, Normandy, France

Felt much better this morning, thankfully, although not quite 100%, but quite well enough to go for a most enjoyable walk round Loches, which has ramparts and so on - quite steep, but steady.

More photos on Facebook, of course. The weekly market was also on, lots of cheap clothes and (ahem!) I might have been seduced by a couple of blouses.... We stopped for coffee en route, and I asked for a café allongé (American), but what I got was a double espresso! Oh well, no harm done!

Back at the WoMo, we got ready to leave and went to find the services, which weren't where we thought they were, but a very kind man told us where they were, which was rather out of our way, so we decided to leave it, and set off on the rather long drive to here, stopping for lunch and diesel in a random supermarket car park, which is an aire we have been to before, free everything (even electricity, although it seems to have gone off now, but I expect the Swan Whisperer can fix it when he gets back from his walk). It is near Dreux and Evreux, and probably about half-way between Loches and Calais, where we must be tomorrow. Last time we were here, there was a massive thunderstorm, really fabulous, and then an extremely loud and unpleasant noise going on first thing in the morning! The SW has gone for a leg--stretch, but I'm all right for now. I suppose I ought to go and do tai chi, but I'm too hot! It is hot! 

Early summer holiday, 10 June 2025

Loches, Centre-Val-de-Loire, France

We weren't supposed to be here tonight, but at a goat farm another two hours up the road, but this looked like a nice place to visit en route. Sadly, I have had a migraine all day - not bad, but debilitating - so we are staying here so we can have a proper look round in the morning, and have rejigged our tomorrow night's stop to match.

It's actually rather lovely here, by a river (the Indre?) with a robin, chaffinch, blackbird, doves and frogs battling it out! 

Early sumer holiday, 9 June 2025

La Roche-Posay, Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France

It was a lovely morning this morning, and, despite having to pay an extra €6 for out staying our booking, we didn't hurry. The Swan Whisperer went for a walk before breakfast to try to find an open boulangerie (successfully, eventually), and afterwards went for a quick walk along the river. I went down to the river while he was emptying the loo and so on; it really is lovely there.

We knew that tonight we would be parked up in a supermarket car park (which does have services, but no electricity), so we decided we wouldn't hurry, and looked up interesting things to do en route. We found a Lidl that was open (today is a public holiday in France) and stopped there for me to redeem my coupon for a free baguette, among other things. The first interesting place we called at, though, was an ancient Roman site at Bouchaud, which was up a very steep hill ("It's only about 50 metres," said the Swan Whisperer, encouragingly. Quadruple that, and you might be about right!) but worth seeing when you got there.

Also lovely views of the countryside roundabout. The visitor centre was closed, but we didn't know whether that was normal Monday behaviour or because of the public holiday. 

We had lunch there and then headed on across country - simply glorious views the whole way, and mostly lovely straight roads - to here, going slightly out of our way to visit a tourist trap called Angles-sur-l'Anglin; this had a rather spectacular ruined castle and was obviously a Thing to Do on a Bank Holiday, as it was rather crowded, so we couldn't stop. Then we drove down through La-Roche-Posay to this Super U out the other side. It will be convenient for the morning, is all I can really say about it! 

Early Summer Holiday, 8 June 2025

Cognac, Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France

This morning slightly spoilt by the discovery that I had made a mistake booking the Camping-Car Park, and our stay both last night and tonight was due to end at 08:30. I thought at first I would have to pay an extra night's fees, but, in fact, one only has to pay €6, like you do when you just use their services. Anyway, I got in touch with them and enquired, and they kindly refunded me the €6, which was nice of them. But I do wish they wouldn't advertise their sites as having WiFi when they do not, so annoying!

Anyway, when we were ready we used the services and headed on. Our first port of call was a Super-U for bread and one or two other things - I ended up buying more cheese than I intended, but we didn't eat it for lunch as I bought leek tarts which we had with salad. We stopped to have this in a little village which rejoice in the name of Pissos! And on the same direction-board, but unfortunately underneath rather than above, a village called Ychoux! It occurred to me that if one did the latter, one might well do the former by mistake.... And the Swan Whisperer said it would go well with Cognac, where we are staying tonight.

As it is Pentecost, I might have found us an English church to join in with, or perhaps we might have headed north via Pau, but it is also our own church's anniversary, and we had a very old friend taking the service, so we decided to watch the YouTube stream instead, which we did before eating. 

When we arrived, we filled the WoMo up with water and then had a cup of tea, before heading out to see what was what. We decided that we were early enough to do a tour at a Cognac factory; we thought at first of going to Martell, which is just across the road from the aire, but the visitor centre was up a very steep hill, and anyway, it was nearly their closing time. So we went to Hennessey instead, just along the road.

It was fabulous! The last tour of the day was about to happen, so we joined that. First of all they take you on a short river cruise, mostly to show off the extent of their domain, but also the one remaining mediaeval city gate, and the Chateau (now a museum). The boat dropped you on the other side of the river, where we were shown a short film outlining the history of the company - the 8th generation of the family are still involved! Then we were shown a graphic of how the wine was made - it is a very acid grape to control the proof of the wine, which must be between 9 and 10.5°. This is because any stronger and it would interfere with the distillation process, which we learnt about next. The first and last litres of the distillate are recycled, I didn't quite gather why. The result is eau de vie, which we were allowed to smell, and it smelt gorgeous. This is then put into barrels to mature for a bare minimum of 2 years, and some of the rarest brandies are there for even a century or more! The barrels are kept in cellars known as "chais", not "caves", and there is some ritual involved when a worker places his first row of barrels, and they get their name inscribed on a barrel which has a bunch of flowers left on it and have to bring in cake.... 

The guide then went into considerable detail about the blending process, and I got a bit lost, but I gather the tasting committee meets every morning at 11:00 am and tastes a good hundred cognacs throughout the day (they do spit it out!) to get the finished product just right. And then we had our own tasting. One was the VS, matured between 2 and 6 years. It was horribly harsh, and would not be my drink of choice! Then we tried the VSOP, matured for a lot longer, which was much nicer on first taste, but still a bit harsh. We then tried it on the rocks, which was lovely, and finally a cocktail known as a Henny-Rita, which was like a margarita only with Cognac. The Swan Whisperer loved it, but I thought it a little too sweet for my taste.

Then, of course, but came the hard sell in the gift shop, but we were immune to such blandishments and came away to eat asparagus, pork chops with pasta and an apple-and-onion mixture, followed by home-made yoghurt with strawberries. The strawberries were a bit tasteless, not a patch on the French Garriguettes, which I'll buy some more of later in the week. Tomorrow is a public holiday, and I don't think most shops will be open. 

Early summer holiday, 7 June 2025

Arjuzanx, Morcenx-la-Nouvelle, Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France

There was a lovely sunrise when I woke up this morning - I don't think my photos quite do it justice! 

I don't quite know why, but we decided to go back to the huge Acampo in Tinxudan to do the necessary shopping. Frankly, I'd have preferred it had we stopped in the first out-of-town shopping centre we came across, which looked to have a far more manageable supermarket! The drive there was lovely, though, along a non-toll motorway which was really rather spectacular.

I dutifully shopped, although I couldn't find fresh orange juice anywhere, so bought a bag of oranges which we can squeeze ourselves instead - I rather prefer that, when plI can be bothered. Then it was lunch-time, and then we drove up a French motorway to this little place in the middle of nowhere. Actually, it's in a former lignite quarry, and there is a large lake with a beach.

It is a very pleasant aire, surrounded by woods, and the Swan Whisperer sat out reading while I tried to see if I could make my Kindle Fire behave (I couldn't. It will be replaced when I get home, by an Android tablet with its own keyboard and mouse! A birthday present from the Swan Whisperer!), and then did a short tai chi workout. It being Saturday, the SW has cooked supper, and I think I shall have an early-ish night as I am really rather sleepy! It is now too cold to sit out-of-doors - we had hoped to eat out, but it cooled rapidly as the sun went down, although it won't be dark for another hour or more. 

Early summer holiday, 6 June 2025

Pamplona, Navarre, Spain

So today was All About Pamplona. The Swan Whisperer went for a run first thing, only to reappear just as I was about to get into the shower, so I had to let him go first ("Then I can make breakfast!" he said). But it was not long before breakfast was on the table.

We set off about 10:00, not getting off to a good start as the SW misread the map and we went to the wrong roundabout to wait for the bus into town. And then when we were on the bus, it didn't stop at the stop we wanted, so we were "carried on to Crewe" and had to walk back, but it was actually a rather lovely walk across a bridge and through a park.

We didn't go in to the Plaza del Toros - I think it was closed, anyway - but had a quick look at the outside and then crossed the road to head into the Old Town.

The first thing we came to was the former palace gardens, now filled with booksellers round a large square. Then we found the local market hall, and had a look round there - and used the delightfully air-conditioned facilities - before walking up to the Cathedral. It cost five euros to go in, so we didn't, but by then I was needing a breather, so we went to the bar across the square and proved the truth of our daughter's comment that the only words you really need to know in any language are "two beers, please"!

 Once we - or rather I - got our second winds, we had a lovely potter round the old town, ending up at the statue of the bulls running,

after which we found a place to have lunch. This was a bit of a failure because although the food was delicious, there were no side-dishes, and they didn't bring me a spoon for the broth in my squid in its own ink,

and I didn't know what to ask for. The waiter did speak a little English, but not much. We only had - only wanted - a main course, and when we had had it (I couldn't finish mine, but didn't quite like to ask for a doggy bag), we walked back to the WoMo across a park and down a lift.

After a rest, I popped into the petrol station next door to see if they had any fizzy water, which they did, and fruit, which they didn' t, but did also get a baguette for supper, which will be bread, cheese and salad. Over 11k steps today - I hope I don't regret it tomorrow. 

Early Summer Holiday, 5 June 2025

Pamplona, Navarra, Spain

I fell asleep after my alarm went off this morning, which I hate doing as it makes me cross, sleepy and late for breakfast! Where we were parked up was on the corner of an enormous shopping mall, and I spent what was left of the morning wandering round a huge Alcampo, which is the Spanish version of Auchan. I didn't buy anything much - bread for lunch and one or two other things, including Himalayan pink salt that I haven't been able to get anywhere else. And a couple of very thin steaks for supper, but they were under €3 for the pack, so I pounced on them! And pretty much got my step count for the day in, going round that enormous superstore. 

We then headed off on the relatively short drive to Pamplona, which is in Navarre. I'm sure we have had Queens and so on from here - wasn't Berengaria a queen of Navarre, and I think there was a Joan of Navarre, too, but I'm not sure how she fits in! I Will have to look her up! It was a lovely scenic drive through the hills - in fact, the only photo I took today was on the drive. We stopped in a random aire for lunch, as it was getting late, and, of course, there was a much nicer one a few hundred metres down the road, but that's sod' law! 

Park 4 Night said that you should check when you arrived at this aire to make sure there was a space, as people tend to pay when they leave and this throws the count off. And a nice Dutch couple had just claimed the last space! The Swan Whisperer went to help them with checking in, and I looked up nearby places to park up, but just as we were about to go, the Dutch woman came running up and told us someone was just leaving! So we dashed in and grabbed the space, and are here, we think, for the next two nights, although we might move on tomorrow afternoon, we'll see. 

I was still tired, and also absorbed in the new Richard Coles' Daniel Clement mystery, plus it was hot, so we opened up everything that could be opened up and then after a cup of tea the Swan Whisperer went for a walk. He actually went for two walks and missed his route coming back for the second one, which nearly made him late for supper! 

I decided it was too hot to cook more than was strictly necessary, so instead of serving the steak with mushrooms, carrots and potatoes, as I had first planned, we had it with salad and bread and butter instead! And very good it was, too! Followed by some Basque Coffee-flavoured dessert (not "Flan", delicious though that is) and cherries which need eating! We picked out all the bad ones and, when we had eaten our fill, the good ones went in the fridge! 

Early Summer Holiday, 4 June 2025

Txingudi Motorhome Park. Ventas, 20305, Gipuzkoa, Spain

We had hoped to go for a walk round CapBreton this morning, but the main car park was full, so it didn't happen. So, I after I had done a big shopping in a nearby Intermarché, we set sail for this motorhome park in Spain, very near Irun and so on. 

It was a lovely drive, through Bayonne and St-Jean-de-Luz,

among other places. Then we got to Hendaye, and turned left over a bridge and were in Spain! It was still another 20 minutes or so to the aire, which is your typical urban aire, no camping, but everything provided, including quite the best free WiFi we have had so far this holiday. It also has laundry facilities, which we are profiting from even as we speak! I hope we will then be able to manage until we go home, although I'm very much hoping we can do the laundry in the new facilities outside Carrefour in Calais before we go home, which would save a lot of time and stress! 

Anyway, the first thing we did was have lunch, and then, thanks to copious instructions from the extremely nice site manager via Google Translate, we set off to catch the bus to a place called Honorrabia, which was highly recommended by everyone! I had never heard of it, but it was well worth visiting - a walled citadel

(fortunately accessible by lift) with lots of steep narrow streets and a magnificent view. More photos than you will want to look at the are on Facebook! 

After wandering around very happily for an hour, we caught the bus back to the aire - actually to a huge shopping centre just by it; I might have to explore the enormous supermarket in the morning only, being Spain, it doesn't open until 10:0 am, and we may want to be away by then. We shall see. 

Early Summer holiday, 3 June 2025

Soorts-Hossegor, Landes, France

We didn't do much this morning; the weather has gone back on us a bit. So we didn't hurry, but used the services and then headed out to the nearest Hyper-U, but in fact there was an "everything" shop in the same area, so I went in there and was delighted to find a vinyl tablecloth to replace ours, which has worn out. There was also a Lidl, so I shopped in there, as all I wanted was bread for lunch!

We then drove on through Arcachon and the various other seaside towns in that locality, and then down the coast.

Why do seaside towns always have vast Moderne blocks of flats, as though visiting the seaside was something that only started happening in the 1920s/30s? I After all, the it was the Prince Regent who made places like Brighton and it's cheaper relative Worthing fashionable a hundred years earlier!

We were looking out for a place to stop for lunch and thought we saw somewhere, but it turned out to be a place where they were building a solar field, and no public access. So the Swan Whisperer reversed the WoMo - and got stuck! The soil was very loose, and we kept digging ourselves into it deeper and deeper! We tried using the mats from the inside - not too sure they will ever be the same again! Eventually the old one vinyl tablecloth came to our aid, and we got out, rather grubby! We now have no internal mats for at least the rest of the holiday (and I could have replaced them earlier, had I known!). Although they will probably be all right once they have been given a good shaking and brushing, and then put in the washing-machine at home!

Anyway, we finally stopped in a village called Pontenx-les-Forges, and I thought it looked familiar, and then I realised we had parked in the exact same spot to have our meal in February 2023!

Then on and on down minor roads to this aire in Soorts-Hossegor, where we have stayed a couple of times before. The WiFi isn't working, which is maddening of it, as there is very little phone signal. Just enough to upload this, I hope. The Swan Whisperer went for a walk round the lake, and has come back rather wet, as it rained! Of course, the rain is now away, but he is going to have a shower before supper. He says he wants to run round it in the opposite direction in the morning. No tai chi for me today because of the weather, but I hope to get a decent walk tomorrow. 

Early summer holiday, 2 June 2025

Gujan-Mestres, Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France

I seem to have been having a bit of a rest day today; the Swan Whisperer went for a walk this morning, and I could, and arguably should, have gone with him, but chose not to. We didn't set off as early as I would have liked, for one reason or another, and it was a long, rather dull drive down here, on the outskirts of Arcachon. It's a lovely aire, though.

En route we stopped at an E Leclerc for me to shop; I was very amused to see a young bird perching on top of the fruit and vegetable aisle - I don't think it did anything too ghastly on the red peppers. Sadly, it flew off before I could get a photo.

We stopped at a random aire for lunch; it was called L'aire des Oiseaux, and the Swan Whisperer had hoped it would have waterfowl or something, but no! It was very big, though, so no problem parking.

I dozed most of the way down the motorway after that. When we arrived here, there was someone in front of us making a total dogs' breakfast of checking in. I can't think why, as it was dead easy - you entered your reg number and the number of nights you wanted to stay, paid by contactless and it issued you a ticket on which was the entry-exit code! Anyway, they got in at last, and so did we. Lots of space, but as it is by a huge leisure area, I'm just as glad we didn't come here earlier!

The Swan Whisperer went for an explore, and I did a very short and rather pathetic tai chi, which I hoped would wake me up, but it hasn't, really! Still feel the better for it, though. And then we discovered that the fizzy wine we opened yesterday had fallen over in the fridge and spilt over all the vegetables! Oh well, we are drinking what's left, and I am changing plans for tonight's supper! 

Early Summer Holiday, 1 June 2025

La Rochelle, Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France

We both went back to sleep after the alarm went off this morning, and didn't stir until nearly 08:00. So it was about 10:00 am when we set off for our walk, which was supposed to have been round the lakes, but ended up being along the river and back through the edge of town, thanks to my insisting I knew the way to go! The Swan Whisperer very kindly didn't say he'd told me so, even though he had told me so! 

We decided that we would go on main roads today, although the Satnav did try to avoid a bad traffic jam and told us proudly it had saved us 9 minutes on our journey today! We found a large picnic area in which to listen to our church service - so much more audible on YouTube than it was on Facebook - and have lunch.

Driving to La Rochelle, though, there was a constant stream of traffic coming the other way, hordes of motor homes; French (and English) schools go back tomorrow! Even still, this very large aire is crowded, although we had no difficulty finding a space with electricity.

After a much-needed cup of tea, the Swan Whisperer went for a walk and I did tai chi, which I find very relaxing after a long afternoon in the passenger seat, even if I do doze off from time to time! In the passenger seat, I mean, not doing tai chi. And being childishly amused by some of the odder French names - the commune or commune of Corp Nud, for instance!

Supper was pork with vegetables, and although my travelling blender really does appear to have died - I charged it the day before we left, and it had no charge at all today! It will be replaced when we go back to London! And fromage blanc à la faisselle with stewed fruit I'd made before we left London.

Why is pork so cheap in France, when other meat, even pork sausages, is very expensive? Two reasonable-sized escalopes cost me the princely sume of €1.22!

Early summer holiday, 31 May 2025

Cesson-Sevigné, Brittany, France.

Last night we had a really good WiFi signal, so decided to watch the previous day's Springwatch. When we had done it before, the volume on my tablet was too low and I couldn't hear what was going on. I expect we could try to cast it to the television, but that never seems to work! We tried to use two Bluetooth headphones - his earbuds and my hearing aids - but you can obviously only use one of them at a time. So we decided to Bluetooth the tablet to the van's radio, but it's Bluetooth memory was full. And it took ages to learn how to clear it, but eventually we did! You have to have both the ignition and the handbrake on, and then you can access the editing options. I love it when you find out how to do something you couldn't do before; today I discovered the setting on the Satnav to turn off speed camera warnings and turn on excess speed warnings! Again, most pleasing! 

We decided that, given the potential lack of space at Cesson-Sevigné, we would try to get there as soon as possible. The Swan Whisperer went for a run while I got up and got breakfast in line, and after it, I went for a walk around the fishing-pond that was by the aire. It was not a long walk, but refreshing and very pretty. Fishing, apparently was not being permitted today, but I am not sure why. 

We used the services and headed off about 10:00 or a little after. First stop was the local Intermarché, where I did a big shopping getting supplies for the weekend, and, indeed, into next week. 

Then it was a lovely drive across country to Cesson-Sevigné, where we have been several times before. We did stop for lunch in a random picnic area, and arrived here about 15:00 or thereabouts; a good thing too, as there weren't many places left, and it has since filled up. 

We had a cup of tea, which we drank sitting out (first time this year), and then the Swan Whisperer went for a walk and I did a tai chi practice. And, it being Saturday, he cooked our Saturday sausage and mash (with baked beans, carrots, courgette and onion; yummy!) followed by strawberries and cream. Lovely French gariguettes, so flavourful! 

Early Summer Holiday, 30 May 2025

Bricquebec-en-Cotentin, Normandy, France

This morning we woke up fairly early, but once again didn't hurry. The Swan Whisperer went to get croissants from a nearby bakery, which we enjoyed after our poached eggs on toast. After breakfast we went for a walk round the village of La Rivière-St-Sauveur, which I had not done before. It is quite a pretty little town, but what is really nice is that it still has its shops, which so many places don't have. We saw two bakeries, a butcher's, a greengrocer's and an ordinary grocer. Probably a lot more expensive than the local E Leclerc, or whatever, but much nicer. 

We also walked round the lake in the Parc Morrelle, which we had been unable to do last time as it was being repaired. The reedbeds were so high, though, that it was impossible to see the water except in one or two carefully curated spots. 

After the Swan Whisperer's coffee, we set the Satnav and headed on. As an experiment, we decided to ask it to take us on the "Shorter" route. It has four possible modes: "Fast", "Short", "Shorter" and "Economic". This was quite fun, but it took us through a lot of small towns, in at least one of which there were serious traffic hold-ups. We didn't know whether it was road-works causing diversions, a local fete of some of the kind, market day, or just sheer weight of traffic, but very unusual for France, where streets are often quasi-deserted out of rush hour. 

The Swan Whisperer wanted to look at the sea, so we set a waypoint for Langrune-sur-mer, where there was a car park with dedicated motorhome spaces across the road from the sea, so we had lunch and the SW went for a quick leg-stretch. He then said there was a casemate along the beach that he wanted to see, but when we drove past, it was only a concrete pillbox, such as can still be seen in many places on the British coast. 

We told the Satnav to go the most economical route, as we were bored of traffic jams and tiny roads, so it took us up the main road to Barfleur; I fell asleep for a bit on the main road, as I often do. Woke up awhile before we arrived, though.

But when we got there, there was no room at the inn - certainly not in the free aire they have there, nor in two nearby campsites. So we had to rethink. The Swan Whisperer suggested we check what Camping-Car Park had in the area, and we finally found this rather pleasant aire that is not at all full, though we are not sure why. We are parked up in the shade, and the SW went for a walk to see if there is somewhere he can go for a run in the morning, and I did a tai chi workout to a video. Then it was time to get supper, which was goaty aubergine pasta, yum! 

Early summer holiday, 28 and 29 May 2025

La Rivière-Saint-Sauveur, Normandy, France

Normally at this time of year we are either at or on our way home from (or on our way to further adventures after) the ISU Adult Competition in Oberdorf. However, this year, due to the current refurbishment of the rink, the competition isn't until the end of June, and with the NCC holiday in mid-July, the dates simply don't work for us. So we are spending 16 days in France, instead.

We couldn't set off very early yesterday as the Swan Whisperer had a meeting in the afternoon that he couldn't get out of, but we packed and loaded the car with everything except the stuff that was in the fridge, and when he was leaving the meeting, he rang up and told me, so I had everything ready to go when he came back, at about 4:00 pm.

My sister is away for a couple of days and, so as my mother had fed us last time we were down, and we knew we would have very little time with her, I brought down some food to share (pork pie and rice salad, since you ask!) and we ate rather quickly and were away by about 7:35 pm. We had booked on the 22:54 crossing, but in the event we just managed to get on the 22:14, going straight through passport control with our brand new passports! While we were waiting for, and on, the crossing, we unpacked our things - the fridge stuff and the groceries had been done earlier - and were pretty much ready to fall into bed when we got to the aire at Blériot-Plage.

Neither of us slept terribly well, and were awake early, but didn't hurry. It is Ascension Day, which is a public holiday in France, so of course it was raining! The big supermarkets were open, though, albeit with reduced hours, so our first port of call was the Auchan, where I did some shopping, primarily for washing--up liquid, since my mother's cleaner has moved hers and she doesn't know where it is, so I gave her the bottle that was in the WoMo!

We were driving down to this very pleasant aire the other side of the Pont de Normandie, where we stayed in March; it was the first time we have used our new Satnav, and it is sufficiently different from the old one to be a bit of a learning curve. We persuaded it to take us on a more scenic route, not just straight down the motorway, and it was a lovely drive!

We stopped for lunch, and for the Swan Whisperer to have a mid--afternoon coffee, which he swears keeps him awake, and then it was a straight run here. There was a bit of a hold-up over the Pont de Normandie, as it is on a contraflow system because of Works, and getting the traffic down from 8 lanes through the toll to 1 took some doing! But it didn't take long, and the drive was as spectacular as ever (photos on Facebook). The Swan Whisperer has gone out for a walk, and I think I'll go and do a qi gong or tai chi workout in a minute. 

Exploring Brompton Cemetery, 26 May 2025

Another Bank Holiday, another excursion.  This one was a bit of a bucket-list option for me, as we went to explore Brompton Cemetery, in Fulham.  Many, many years ago now I lived round the corner from there, and one of the most surreal moments of my life came when I was going past the entrance to the cemetery and a van drew up and two men got out, carrying a television, which they proceeded to take towards the entrance....  I suppose that one or other (or both) of the lodges at the entrance gates were inhabited and the residents of one of them wanted to hire a new television, as was the norm in those days.  But all the same....

So, you know what it is like when you live near a place, you never somehow visit it.  And I don't think it was really a place to visit back then.  These days, it is run by the Royal Parks, and the western lodge is a café and loos, and the eastern one is the visitor information centre.  There may or may not be tenants on the upper floors - I didn't ask!  The cemetery is still in use today, but it is also a public park and a Grade I listed one, at that.

We decided to go by the most sensible route of a bus to Clapham Junction and then the Mildmay Line to West Brompton (it's the first time I'd been on the Overground since its separate lines were given names).  The first train was, alas, cancelled, but it wasn't long until the next one came in and we could sit down while waiting for it to leave.  And, of course, the cemetery's northern entrance is only metres from the station.

So we wandered up and down the many paths, finding some famous graves - Dr John Snow, who proved the link between cholera and contaminated water; prize-fighter John "Gentleman" Jackson, ballet composer Constant Lambert and, of course, Emmeline Pankhurst, on whose grave people are still putting flowers.  

Much of the cemetery has been left to run wild, as a haven for wildlife - there were lots of birds, including a murder of crows, and a squirrel, but I believe there are also bats and rare insects.  Some of the graves are still tended, of course, but with over 200,000 people buried there, many are left to run wild.  Even some of the more modern graves - one, raised in memory of "Our beloved mother" was very unkempt and uncared-for, and we wondered how beloved the mother in question had actually been.  Graves ranged from ornate mausoleums, over-the-top Victorian marble angels and so on, to plain marble slabs, and pretty much anything in between.  I'll put lots of photos on Facebook.

When we had wandered down to the South end and back again, we had lunch in the café, and then went back down to the South exit to catch a bus.  We had thought of going to the exhibition at St Paul's, but we were getting tired by then, so got a 211 to Battersea Power Station Station and then it's only a short walk to the terminus of the P5, which took us home.