You didn’t miss much, George
Miss Darcy
01/08/2017
Georgie, let me tell you something. It may seem like it was such fun to travel with Mummy
Georgie, let me tell you something. It may seem like it was such fun to travel with Mummy
Georgie, now that we’ve had our rest, I have so much to tell you about our travels. It was a long but interesting trip. We
We had a lovely overnight in Brugge and now the last stage of our journey home – and Mummy remembered in time to buy me a ticket
Tati joined us in many of our Provence adventures. Whenever Mummy and Tory were geting ready to leave, we would all get excited, causing great
We stayed with Tory, Tati and their two pussy cats – Bacchus and Sarko in Serres.
When in Provence, one doesn’t just take walks around the block, you walk through vineyards. Like we did when Tory took us on our morning walks.
After the Saturday market at Pernes-les-Fontaines, we went to L’isle-sur-la-Sorgue – where a clear river runs through the town.
Tati, George and I went to the Saturday market at Pernes les Fontaines, a Gallo-Roman town known for its many fountains.
We decided to stay the night in Calais to be sure we don’t miss the morning train to Avignon. We did a walkabout the town,
When we landed at Charles de Gaulle, we were finally on the last leg of our journey. Here’s me on the luggage trolley as we
Yesterday was another early rise. At 5.30am we went for a walk before getting on yet another plane. And we saw a different “gay” Pareee!
We arrived back in Paris from Stockholm early yesterday – well, we would if we had to wake up at 4am to get going! It
I was a little nervous as we got to our destination. I could smell that it’s a vet in Paris. I resisted a bit before
After a stopover in Paris, we’re off to Stockholm. No more eight travel sectors and long train rides. Today we take a taxi to Charles
Well, not quite the Tuileries – just the edge of it.
Mummy’s favourite place in Paris. We came hearer last August. So besides Colette, for lunch, this is the other place she comes to. Tonight we
We had lunch at Colette. Mummy wasn’t so sure at first if we were allowed in but – of course dogs are allowed in!
After a short kip we set off to Colette – one of Mummy’s favourite places to go to when in Paris. So she wanted to
This leg of the journey is now almost routine. Early morning taxi awaits at 06.00.
We woke up this morning and went for a walk in the Tuileries
Mummy decided she could not deal with a 12 hour overnight train ride from Nice to Paris
This morning when we went out for an early morning walk, I didn’t realise I was going to see Zavia.
S!N!C!F! S!N!C!F! (sung as in Y!M!C!A!) Oui! Oui! Nous voyageons sur la Société Nationale des Chemins de fer Français à Nice.
Early Saturday morning, at St. Pancras International
My own train ticket to south of France This morning we leave home at 7am for St. Pancras International. Take the 07.42 train to Folkestone.
We’re leaving early tomorrow for the south of France. We’re going through our check list
My father’s a miniature poodle called Ginger and my mother an English Cocker Spaniel called Beth. That’s what makes me a cockapoo.
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