Stowaway

After all the effort and expense it took to get His Nibs a passport, you'd think someone would bother to look at it. Or mine for that matter.

Not a bit of it. It is Bastille Day so perhaps it was work to rule. Anyway we are now ensconced in our hotel in Orleans and we are only four hours away from Jacqui. Just a quick buzz down the autoroute tomorrow morning.

Not sure who's more excited, him or me.

(Actually it's me, but be comes a close second!)