Got back from my visit to France yesterday with 140 bottles of wine. And the odd bit of liver paté. That should keep me going wine-wise for the next 18 months.
I was very delayed by the events at Buncefield and missed my train by a whisker, but the staff were very helpful and re-arranged my booking. The return journey was also delayed - by an hour - due to an incident. No details, alas.
I visited Cité Europe where I got the plonk, then beetled round to Auchun for the better stuff, though I found myself rather disappointed with the lack of the good names. Never mind - I'll visit the right places next year.
I was bl**dy knackered after carry all those boxes from my car into the house. So I cracked open a can of cider!