It all seemed a bit hectic at first, came back from Sweden on Friday spent a night in my own bed before flying to France on Saturday. Would have been good to be able to go directly from Sweden to France but Air France wanted me to buy the plane to make that possible. So on Saturday I flew from Exeter to Brest. Exeter airport is so small it looks like it shrank in the wash, Brest airport is even smaller.
I landed at a very sunny Brest 35 minutes after take off, where I was met by Sarah who had arrived on Wednesday and Allan, Rachel and Abbey who where lucky enough to have 2 weeks in a huge stone cottage at Kerdelann
. So we had a relaxing weekend of swimming, playing pool and sampling the local beverages. When you have a small child the way to recreate those student days is have a house with a pool table.
All too soon it was back to Exeter before driving Sarah to Winchester (She has a two day course there) for her birthday dinner. The first time I have eaten in a Nepalese resturant. It was hardly any time at all before it was to get up and drive home to work.