A bit rusty and unloved

Early start, even earlier for my parents, uncle and cousin (and Bailey) who were driving home through France and nicely picked me up on the way.

We quickly stopped at the bakery for some quiches and baguettes for our lunch before heading to the channel tunnel. It was a bit delayed but I listened to some more of Obama's audiobook. He's had quite an interesting life.

My mum and I took Bailey out for a walk so I could get a more interesting blip. This scooter was looking rather unloved in the park so I made it the subject of my blip. (There's poetry in an empty coke can, as the Guillemots sing.)

Indian takeaway for tea. I do miss them in France.