Home at Last

This morning at 07:30 I arrived home after a nice man called Paul spent 3 days bringing me all the way from Magalas in an enclosed transporter. Paul works for Ontime Automotive and spends his time transporting cars all over Europe. Neil was initially shocked to see how dirty I was but then relieved once he had carefully checked me over for damage. I was also relieved when Neil removed his bag of dirty washing from my boot!

Now I'm home Neil will want to sort my alternator out, give me a thorough wash and a fresh coat of wax before taking me back on the road.

I Like France ... and I'm Staying!

By the time you read this Neil and Karen will be safely home but I on the other hand will still be in France. Heading north from Columbieres Sur Orb on the motorway Neil realised that my alternator had failed when I started to cough and splutter. He managed to guide me into a small village and the worst was confirmed. Not carrying a spare, the AA was contacted and allegedly found a garage who could find a part and repair me over the weekend.

Neil and Karen continued to Clermont-Farrand in a Peugeot 308 hire car to admire the art-deco architecture of the town and explore the Puy de Dôme and surrounding volcanoes. Unfortunately the AA's optimism of effecting a repair was misplaced and time ran out (the French lunch-break is sacred and seems to go on for most of the afternoon). Cue a hastily arranged flight home for Neil and Karen and repatriation for me.