On Wed me and the girls did a long drive, some of it on motorway. Fifi did us proud, there were times when me managed to overtake..with a little gentle urging and some revs, once we even hit 70mph, sliding along downhill in the vortex of a large lorry. Kerchinga.
Betty's been a good girl, the Lady R less so. Wed night we arrived in La Clotte, a small village of some 300 people. Using the Lady R's amazing sense of direction it took us only thirty five minutes to visit the village's nooks and crannies, searching for the right house. Three sweaty girls arrived..eventually to a warm and sunny welcome from the lovelies.
Some time and a few drinks later and one of us went to bed ' early', gorging on sweetcorn and salad cream sandwiches on the way whilst the other danced into the night singing things which cannot be written here and had to be walked home. Quiet night then. Betty made some new friends too.
The next day we partook in the luxurious activity of showering. Oh, Bliss. BLISS. Probably as much for those around us.
Thursday was a good day. We packed loads in and barely managed to offend anybody.
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