Monday 24 July 2017 M26 – Tuesday 25 July Vimoutiers France
Ok so I barked, once and loudly. Well so would you if a few maps of France had fallen onto your nose. I had been having a quiet doze next to my brother, Brandy, when it all kicked off. The lolling motion of Zygie, the family motorhome, seemed to have stopped quickly followed by a loud bang from behind and the floor jumped upwards underneath me. I saw T jump out with his phone in hand and putting on a bright yellow jacket thing. K swore and then turned round to calm us both down. Both, I should say just me. My brother still dozing in shock with glazed eyes had not moved. Gosh I wish I knew what he was on cos it seems great but he keeps his supplier a secret!.
Well the upshot of it all apparently was that a little transit van from Poland had been pushed into the back of us by a huge French artic. T was concerned that with neither of them speaking English and with his Geordie accent things could get complicated. However I watched as Traffic Officers arrived from Highways England after a call to the police by T.
Thankfully they seemed to take command of a situation that was alien to me (and T I think). Paperwork in different languages was exchanged while the rain slowly put a total damper on the start of our trip to France.
The little Polish van I heard was in a poor state and not able to be driven. T felt sorry for the young lad as he had used his phone to translate from Polish into English “It was not my fault but that stupid French man!”
B and I both listened and felt proud as K got into ‘insurance mode’ and started talking to Zygies insurers. She’s good at that.
After what seemed ages and with a desire to see a tree we were off to our stop over in Ashford, we were in for super time but were not to know it then.
Whiskey – Brandy still dozing.
The Flying Horse, Broughton Lees, Ashford
I had booked this BritStop some months ago when we knew our dates and tunnel times. We were not to be disappointed by the choice. Straight after stopping in the carpark I took The Boys out to their field for a run around and some synchronised pooing! Later we took them into the pub restaurant and eventually they settled down. I think this afternoons events still had them a little hyper, especially W. Thankfully no one had been hurt and everything is fixable and we had a crossing in the morning and did not have to rush to the terminal that night.
Tuesday 25 July – La Croix Blanche, Vimoutiers ( click here on Lat 48.9253 Long 0.1687 )
Great drive across Northern France with the sun shining all the way, I had also forgotten how smooth the roads are over. Now square wheels at the side of a lovely working farm, drinking wine in peaceful quietness – bliss.