Wednesday 6th May
Left home at 07:00 to catch the 10:20 shuttle from Folkestone – never seen the Channel Tunnel so quiet, but then we’ve never been mid-week before. Shared our carriage with a Ferrari and its twattish owner – gosh they were lucky to be in such great company! (Or as the train guard said it was our lucky day sharing a carriage with a Ferrari – I don’t think so.)
Windy but uneventful journey down to Paris arriving at Maison – Lafitte around 15:30 and set up overlooking the Seine.
After a cup of tea I wandered up to the town to see how far the station was (8 man minutes) and to purchase a lettuce for our salad – found a Charcuterie, Fromagerie but no greengrocerie – so went into the Casino supermarche and purchased required lettuce another cucumber and some shallots.
Returned back to the campsite to find Tina waiting for me at the entrance having gone for a little stroll herself.
The site is full of Dutch – who seem to know each other. It is either a national holiday in Holland or else this is some form of official club rally – more of that tomorrow.
Back to the pitch and time for wine and nibbles – crisps, crackers and olives.
A bottle of wine later we decide to start cooking dinner – out with the Cadac and start slowly frying the shallots, tomatoes and then the rib eye steak.
As with most French sites there is an abundance of moggies plus geese and here the ever present sound of trains and barges – all conspiring for a sleepless night.
At around 21:00 a very ropey Elnagh rolls up on to the pitch next door with a very young German family who proceed to be very noisy but fortunately they quieten down shortly after 22:00 and we retire just before 23:00.
Left home at 07:00 to catch the 10:20 shuttle from Folkestone – never seen the Channel Tunnel so quiet, but then we’ve never been mid-week before. Shared our carriage with a Ferrari and its twattish owner – gosh they were lucky to be in such great company! (Or as the train guard said it was our lucky day sharing a carriage with a Ferrari – I don’t think so.)
Windy but uneventful journey down to Paris arriving at Maison – Lafitte around 15:30 and set up overlooking the Seine.
After a cup of tea I wandered up to the town to see how far the station was (8 man minutes) and to purchase a lettuce for our salad – found a Charcuterie, Fromagerie but no greengrocerie – so went into the Casino supermarche and purchased required lettuce another cucumber and some shallots.
Returned back to the campsite to find Tina waiting for me at the entrance having gone for a little stroll herself.
The site is full of Dutch – who seem to know each other. It is either a national holiday in Holland or else this is some form of official club rally – more of that tomorrow.
Back to the pitch and time for wine and nibbles – crisps, crackers and olives.
A bottle of wine later we decide to start cooking dinner – out with the Cadac and start slowly frying the shallots, tomatoes and then the rib eye steak.
As with most French sites there is an abundance of moggies plus geese and here the ever present sound of trains and barges – all conspiring for a sleepless night.
At around 21:00 a very ropey Elnagh rolls up on to the pitch next door with a very young German family who proceed to be very noisy but fortunately they quieten down shortly after 22:00 and we retire just before 23:00.
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