This time last year I vaguely remember waiting to board the ferry to San Malo all grumpy at the queues and how long I was going to have to wait.
Why is it they always seem to let every line board before the one you’re in.
At least then I was looking forward to Brittany Ferries’ a la carte evening meal with its legendary hors d’oeuvre.
This year we’re first in the campervan queue having sailed through check-in with just a few dozen cars around us. Granted we’re a bit early but in a normal year there’d be a big long line of campers and caravans and the fact it’s just us feels very sad. Apparently there have been more than 200 cancellations in the last 24 hours.
We’ve already eaten because the a la carte restaurant is closed thanks to Covid which means instead we’ve had a rather average cod and chips at the Hungry Horse pub next to the port
Still no announcement about what Macron’s retaliation to the British quarantine is going to be.
Lurid stories in The Sun speculate that Brits are going to be banned from bars and restaurants and locked down in campsites and hotels.
I know this is The Sun and quite probably a load of rubbish but if there’s even a hint of truth in this how utterly pathetic, surely there must be some sort of European law against victimising just one nationality!
Well I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what materialises but right now I’m missing queues, people and the buzz that goes with it.
At least our copy of The Sun is keeping us amused in other ways. I’ve always quite liked Simon Cowell – the man behind X Factor and Britain’s Got Talent – who is also 60. Other than that we haven’t got little in common.
I know it’s wrong but I can’t help smiling at the story of his electric bike accident where he ended up breaking his back in three places. Apparently the bike which costs £15,000 can reach a top speed of 60mph.
It was good to read that he’s on the road to recovery and honest enough to admit that he didn’t read the instructions and nor did he understand the bike’s capabilities.
The front page headline reads ‘Grow up, Simon’. I don’t think he should to be honest. It’s reassuring to read that someone clearly so capable and successful can be just as hopeless and daft as a fellow 60 year-old – me!