Barcelona Airport to Girona Airport by very slow train and last bus. Bob had forgotten about the weather and was wearing shorts - not good! Next day the wonderful Punt Central parking people did their thing! We phoned them and were picked up at the hotel within five minutes. Yvette had been moved from her underover spot and she was waiting sparklingly clean and with re-connected battery.
We even crossed the Pyrenees without rain. There was some solid driving for the next few days:- first to Toulouse, then to Abzac in Charente to see Penny George and Gregory (who also housed our camping kit in their barn), and then 700 plus kilometres to Dunkirk. We did this on a 
new route recommended by George, using the A28 via Le Mans and Rouen rather than the Paris wide-sweep. (The tolls are about the same, but the autoroute is very quiet)
new route recommended by George, using the A28 via Le Mans and Rouen rather than the Paris wide-sweep. (The tolls are about the same, but the autoroute is very quiet)We crossed to Dover on April 24th - smooth, efficient and cheap! We then took the coastal route to Worthing where we were staying for the first couple of nights as Brighton was expensive. We did meals and shopping with Chloe, visited Devil's Dyke with Alistair and Josiane on a beautiful Sunday then returning to their Rotherfield home for the night, went to our Balham home and then drove back to stay a few
more days in Brighton. There was lunch with the family in Hampshire and a car service - when the sun shone and we rode to the Marina and then along the Undercliff Path, and a foul day when we went to Littlehampton and did little more than the washing!
more days in Brighton. There was lunch with the family in Hampshire and a car service - when the sun shone and we rode to the Marina and then along the Undercliff Path, and a foul day when we went to Littlehampton and did little more than the washing!
For the May Day weekend we collected Chloe and Chris from Sussex Uni on Friday and went to Oxford. Fortunately we got away early and only had a taster of M25 Hell. We stayed at Chris' home for three nights, with his parents off for a city break after the first one. So we were all able to go out together to a Lebanese restaurant before they left. Then we were the guests of Chloe and Chris - who cooked and entertained in a charming parent/child role reversal. One event was an afternoon at a pub on the river - complete with hot-air balloons overhead. We did some cycling round the city -(so well managed!) sensible shopping and visiting of of family homes and graves in Botley.