Marvellous March
I'm a bit late with my blog this month as me and the lovely Mr Bob have had a mini-break in France. I have to admit that I was looking forward to the trip with a mixture of both excitement and apprehension. It had been 26 months since we last stepped foot on French soil and the world is now a very different place. We were unsure of what to expect, what documents we did or didn't need and how the French would now look upon us. Let's be honest, the UK hasn't exactly put itself in a great light with Europe, or the rest of the world for that matter, over the last few years. I'm very pleased to say that everything went smoothly, we weren't thrown into jail for putting a cross in the wrong place on our forms and the French people were as welcoming as ever. I suppose it does help that I can speak enough French to get by and not have to resort to shouting 'CHIPS' at the top of my voice - there's a story there, but I'll save it for another time. Anywa...