We were on our way. As the Newhaven-Dieppe ferry, MV Cote D'Albatre left on time, we watched the English coast recede into the distance, the white cliffs iridescent in the shimmering sunlight. After Mr Glis had made his inevitable prowl around the boat, we headed to the Bar Corneille in search of coffee and croissants to get us in the holiday mood. Suitably replete, we returned to the outdoor decks to enjoy the voyage across a channel as calm as a mill pond. Mr Glis, king of the iphone Apps followed our progress assiduously. Well he would, wouldn’t he?
A series of short, random entries about my ordinary life!
Saturday, 27 July 2013
On our way
We were on our way. As the Newhaven-Dieppe ferry, MV Cote D'Albatre left on time, we watched the English coast recede into the distance, the white cliffs iridescent in the shimmering sunlight. After Mr Glis had made his inevitable prowl around the boat, we headed to the Bar Corneille in search of coffee and croissants to get us in the holiday mood. Suitably replete, we returned to the outdoor decks to enjoy the voyage across a channel as calm as a mill pond. Mr Glis, king of the iphone Apps followed our progress assiduously. Well he would, wouldn’t he?
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