Although my acco in Calais appeared er, rustic, it was the best night's sleep in ages. Their wi-fi worked and the room's telly showed Allemagne netting me £90 courtesy of the work's sweepstake. Suckers, haw-haw!
|Breakfast served to your room: bacon & eggs must be hiding.|
Here's my own Le Tricolour to celebrate Bastille Day: factor 30 has been applied. Retrospectively.
|(Clean) socks are so last season.|
Eventually I got away on what looked like a decent track: the worst I had all day was a crosswind, so that is massive!
|This'll do nicely.|
|Routemasters shouldn't have this indignity forced upon them!|
|Yesterday you told me left, now it's right. Make up your mind!|
|Funky water tower.|
|Need to have a word with my PR people. This isn't working!|
|Sheer class. And ferme!|
|It still means something around these parts.|
|Peronne = Ewood Park?|
|Probably the best cider in the world. Certainly felt like it, hah-hah!|