Brixton, London
We were booked on the 11:50 crossing,which meant reporting to Le Shuttle no earlier than 09:50 and no later than 10:50.We decided to aim for the earliest time,and were delighted to be offered a crossing on the 10:24! We didn't actuallyy think we'd make it, but, despite queues at passport control, we did, by the skin of our teeth! If we weren't the last vehicle on, then we were the penultimate!
So we arrived at No 6 just before noon, UK time, sadly too late to see my cousins, who had had to leave an hour earlier, but we did get to see my sister, who was going out to lunch. She had left lunch for all of us - had I known we were going to be so early, I could have brought something, and this was leftovers from dinner with the cousins the previous evening (cold salmon with a variety of salads, yum!).
By the time we had everything sorted out, it was already 17:00, largely because the SW had to wash the car as it was covered in bird poo. I did what I could to help, but spent a lot of the time with my mother, reading, and watching a woodpecker trying to see off some starlings which had descended on the bird feeders. About a year ago, my daughter gave them a wildlife camera, and they have been using it to record the doings of the hedgehog in their garden. I haven't seen any footage as yet, but hope to!
The journey back to London was uneventful, and then we had to spend forever unpacking - I haven't quite finished, and have one packing-cube full of t-shirts to put away, but they can wait until tomorrow! I was hot and sweaty, and enjoyed a really luxurious cool shower! My shower is one of the few things that reconciles me to being at home - the one in the motor home is functional and gets one clean, but cannot be described as luxurious!
I haven't taken any photos today, so here is one from our week at Oberstdorf (the lower station of the Nebelhornbahn at night):
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