Saturday 1 September 2018

Merci bien et au revoir


Bonjour one last time from French France - Perpignan to be precise. From here we go back to Barcelona for two more nights before arriving in Leeds on Monday. (The kids aren’t due in school until Tuesday so no tutting please).

This my first extended stay in France and, although we only saw a small part, I’ve been mightily impressed. The locals have so much style and poise that I feel inadequate. I imagine that’s exactly how they like it.

A lot was packed into our last few days.

We hired bikes...


...we raced go-karts...


...I still can’t believe the chubby kid beat me (his father even pointed and laughed as I left the scene of the crime)...


...I got to sing some Irish pub songs and Jamie was invited to hold a mandolin...


...we attended a foam party..,


...I tried Aquaspin (which was a lot less sweaty)...


...we saw a lion talk in fluent French during a production of “Simba”...


...did a bit of outdoor cooking...


...and last night we joined in with what was possibly the best tribute act I’ve ever heard in “Feel Collins.”


My only gripe was that he came on stage wearing a jacket when all Phil Collins fans know that one is not required.

But he did take it off before saying bonjour to the kids afterwards.


Looking out of the window, I’ve just noticed that we’ve re-entered Spain and our trip to France must now be consigned to the memories box.

I’m already looking forward to our inevitable return, but we’ll deal with Barcelona first

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