We took the ferry from Calais to Dover, not before having an incredible meal at Le Channel, a brilliant French restaurant in an otherwise unappealing city. This is me with the wine tome (list sounds too cursory).
The ferry crossing took place on the clearest and calmest of days, we could see each country from the other and were only a little taken aback by the prevalence of gambling machines onboard.
England included a visit to Stonehenge, lots of grey but surprisingly mild weather, Burrow Mump (which translates as "hill hill" and rises out of the swampland of Somerset) and Dunster where we saw many black-faced sheep, much to my delight.
Now it's hot, dry and everyone speaks through their noses but this is home again... for now.
