Off to France

I flew over to France yesterday afternoon, where I will be staying until next Tuesday. Mum & Dad live in La Roche Derrien in Bretagne. Its a 1 hour flight from Stansted, and Stansted is a 1hr 40 minute train ride from Peterborough, so its a remarkably easy journey and not particularly expensive, basically the cost of your ticket is the airport tax. They cram them in of course, but its bearable for an hour...

I've come alone, Hel is staying at home to chill, she's having a couple of friends over for dinner on Saturday night, and will have a good time without my endless Doctor Who banter.

So far the weather hasn't been great - the wind is howling and its a chilly to say the least, but I'm here to relax and relaxed I am. In between a visit to Tregastel beach (my ears were fit to drop off in the cold) and the eating of fine foods, I've managed to squeeze out a short film script that's been in my head for a while. That only happens when I relax. M&D are fantastic hosts, and one finds oneself waited on hand and foot. What I have seen of their lifestyle, definitely agrees with me...

Lucky buggers.