Category Archives: Brittany 2003

We left the cottage at 6:30pm in our specially ordered Wilson’s cab, driven by the world’s best dressed taxi driver. Very dapper. We had such an excellent run to Portsmouth that we arrived at the terminal before the ferry was … Continue reading →

As some sort of strange French joke, we were awakened at 5:30am, not with the gentle strains of some pastoral air or with ‘Morning’ or even a little light Breton folk music but were pounded out of sleep by an … Continue reading →

There must be law in St Malo regarding noise being made after 8am, so they start at 6. It sounded like a fleet of trucks containing hollow but heavy metal objects half filled with marbles, painstakingly unloaded directly beneath our … Continue reading →

Surprise, surprise, another noisy night. This time someone was busy torturing seagulls – fearful screams filled the narrow streets – it was awful. I assume it was a seagull. Of course, it could have been a cat being tortured by … Continue reading →

Woke up at 7 when the trucks arrived, having followed us from St Malo. Mirinda quickly closed the window and we returned to sleep even quicker. I woke at 8 to a gorgeous morning, all sun and narry a single … Continue reading →

Awake at 3am after a weird dream about a scary harmonica player coming towards me. I knew I had to wake up before I saw this person’s face so I did. I eventually went back to sleep. I woke at … Continue reading →

What a rotten night we both spent! It started with Mirinda suddenly complaining about how cold it was. It wasn’t cold by ANY stretch of the imagination but she put all her clothes on and the quilt, 2 blankets and … Continue reading →

Up at 7, Mirinda up at 7:20, breakfasted, packed and checked out by 8:15. On the train at 8:30 having found out where the shortcut is. Very comfortable train. One of the best things about these trains (along with the … Continue reading →