I think wearing pink pyjamas for a journey home makes sense, nice and comfy and you are ready for bed when you get home!
Not that I actually own any pink pyjamas, but it’s a thought.
A long travel day – 10 hours on motorways. Leaving the Jura and the Alps behind us, 360° snow-capped peaks, deep dark ravines, twisty-turny roads and high mountain passes for the long flat, acre upon acre of agro-industry farmland of Champagne and Picardy, watching them roll by from the oh so long and straight A26. Don’t let the name Champagne fool you – Champagne the region, as viewed from the A26 is seriously bleurghh.
Arriving home late in the evening, staying overnight at a friend’s waking up to a bright frosty morning, the promise of warmth in the sun.
On to eat perfectly cooked scrambled eggs from happy hens and deliciously crispy bacon from contented pigs (neither of whom had the displeasure to be a part of the agro-industry business) scooped up with a round of toast and polished off seriously good coffee. All eaten in a garden centre. Who knew you could go for breakfast in a garden centre? I naively thought you went to garden centres for plants or compost. Shows what little I know!
Replenished and fortified for the final leg. Fast, slow, fast, slow A roads through the Sussex countryside and onto our coastline.
To our sea. Not anyone elses. Ours.
Unpack the car, chuck things in, open a few windows, flick the heating onto timed and pop the kettle on. Priorities. Then a dash to the shops for basics of bread, fruit and veg. You didn’t expect me to go and dig for my dinner the first day home now did you?
After a day in the car, eating sandwiches, fruit, nuts, you name it I want home cooked and fresh. What’s looking good at the greengrocers? Ooo young and fresh Fennel from Italy. Ding, ding, ding! Fennel, Lemon and Vodka risotto here we come. A batch of homemade Granola is urgently needed for the morning so in the oven that goes. Did you know Stacey that your Granola is gaining world recognition? Well if you call the Alps and Sussex world recognition it is!
Time to light the fire and settle down on the sofa and dream of the start of the new season. An early night, our own bed – nothing like it is there?
And yes I did buy more than a breakfast at the garden centre. I bought seed potatoes, so let’s get them chitting on the window cill and have a think about what to do next….
A post script on the coffee and walnut loaf ….. it went down and down very well and very quickly with the ski shop guys. Time to make another for the gardener