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UK-ho ho

Posted on December 22, 2023December 23, 2023 By admin

After a night of little sleep (the beds were comfy but the hamster wheel in my brain started turning at 4am), we got up at 6, loaded the car and left for the ferry terminal. Our ferry was scheduled for 940 so we’d have ample time to get sorted. Which is a good thing, because we needed it. We’re all a bit crunchy at this point (except the dog), but Ben is extra crunchy and reactive. Allowances are made.

We get to the ferry ticket office, get turned around, and realise that we need to check in and get our tickets at the gate we were just at. Go back, get sorted. Byron passes with flying colors. Go through French border security. Get mildly, but politely, told off for not showing our Swiss residency permits (which would explain why we have no entry stamps in our passports). Then we have to queue for UK passport control.

This is where 10 years of conservative government austerity measures and brexit shine. They’d booked us for the earlier ferry, which we should have been able to make, but passport control took forever so we missed that departure. We had to get to a specific boarding lane. Calais port is F’N HUGE. The French border agent jokingly told us that it was well signposted and that even the Belgians could figure it out. Apparently stressed-out Anglo-Swiss people rate lower than Belgians because we got lost for a bit and Katy was at the edge of a full-blown panic attack (happy birthday!).

After a bit of turning around, we found the right lane and just waited until someone came and dealt with us, as promised. In the interim, Byron explored the port and left them a gift, which was properly dealt with because I’m a responsible dog owner.

So now Byron is chilling in the car, hopefully will have a nap while we cross, Katy and I have coffee and Ben is trying out black pudding for the first time as part of a nice-looking but overpriced full Irish breakfast.

The weather is fairly windy and the ferry rise is a bit choppy but not overly nautical.

The boat is swaying just enough to make it interesting to walk a straight line, but we’re nowhere near Deadliest Catch territory.

We’re on the motorway at the moment and the roads are starting to get busier. According to BBC Radio 2, today is the start of the holiday travel season when millions of people want to get from A to B. It is recommended to not be on the road between noon and 4pm. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Satnav says 2h to Leicester.

Also, the state of UK highways is shocking. These are definitely not Swiss standard, and they even make the French nationals look good.

What the RAC has to say about travelling today

Millions of people across the country are making their Christmas getaway on one of the busiest days for travel of the year.

There are long queues at the Port of Dover after a surge in demand for ferries caused by Thursday’s Eurotunnel strike action in France. Domestic train services in parts of the UK have also been disrupted.

The RAC has advised drivers to travel after 18:00 GMT to avoid long queues on the roads. The organisation has said Friday will be the busiest day of the festive season as those heading away will share the roads with commuters and those on the school run picking up children.

Some 13.5 million leisure journeys are predicted to take place between Friday and Sunday – a 20% increase on the three days before Christmas Day last year – with 21 million trips overall.

You have arrived at your destination.

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UK-ho

Posted on December 21, 2023December 23, 2023 By admin

Christmas plans this year involve us – all of us, including Bubba – to go to England. The easiest and cost-effective way we found to do this was to drive from Morges to Calais, spend the night there, then take the Eurotunnel shuttle from Calais to Folkestone the following morning and drive to Leicester. In total, it’s a 1000km+ journey.

We left at 7:30 this morning for the 750km leg to Calais. Byron was not impressed at the early start but he was a super good boy along the way. We averaged a stop every hour or so to stretch legs and let him out to pee.

The rest of the time he was either sleeping with his head on my leg or alternating between sitting looking at me or sitting snuggled next to me. We made it to Calais at around 16:30. It was a long drive…..

I was really relieved to have made it, because I had a lot of anxiety about Bad Things Happening. None of which materialized.

Then I get a text from Gino, while we’re in the hotel parking lot, telling us he hopes we’re taking the ferry tomorrow because the French just went on a no-notice strike at 11 this morning and all tunnel activity is suspended until further notice and nobody knows how long it’ll take to get resolved.

Fuck.

Read more about the strike

Unions called the strike at 11:00 GMT. Under French union law they can run the strike for as long as they like, and there is no indication at the moment how long it will go on for.

The tunnel operator is not covered by a 2007 French law that makes a 48-hour strike notice compulsory for transport operators, which is why the walkout took everyone by surprise.

Staff were offered discretionary bonus of a €1,000 (£867) bonus, but the unions’ request is for three times that much.

Of all the things I was fretting about, this was not one of them. We only expected to be in Calais overnight so only had one night booked. This could turn ugly quickly. Thankfully, I could reserve a (different) room for tomorrow night and cancel it if we didn’t need it.

In the meantime, Byron, Katy and Ben were getting comfy in the room – which is quite nice. It’s a dog friendly hotel.

While we were waiting for our dinner booking, we weighed our options. Our shuttle tickets were refundable, so erring on the side of actually making it to the UK tomorrow, we cancelled the train and booked a ferry crossing. Hopefully that goes well tomorrow, but that is a worry for another day.

Being dog-friendly, Byron could come to the hotel restaurant with us. He was very well-behaved, especially considering that there were at least 4 other dogs there – two of which were uber barky.

While we had dinner, surrounded by other people and their dogs, we started chatting with a nice older couple from Strasbourg who were in the same predicament as we were, but they informed us that the strike had already been resolved. Murphy’s law says that this is because we cancelled our booking and made alternate plans, because has we not done so, the strike would have lasted forever. I firmly believe that the universe hates me.

So now Byron is snoring, Ben is watching Netflix on his laptop and Katy and I are going to try and get some sleep. It’s going to be another early start and another set of anxieties to deal with.

We’re not in Leicester yet, but hopefully by early afternoon we will be.

Pray for Omarion.

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19 years ago…

Posted on October 1, 2023 By admin

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Dad! Dad! Dad!, or how I spent my summer holiday

Posted on July 15, 2023July 16, 2023 By admin

Ben and I spent two and a half weeks in Canada. This was a trip that had been planned to within an inch of its life, but of course real life interfered and none of the planned minutia survived, even though we did managed to do most of what we wanted to do, if not in the “right” order, or for the full amount of time.

Even before we left, a (stupid, pointless) discussion over a North Face duffel bag started, and didn’t really ease up for the whole two weeks we were there – hence the “stressed” picture from my watch. Flights there and back were in premium economy, which was very nice because of the extra leg room and the smaller cabins. Ben enjoyed the food, I didn’t want to risk it. I did enjoy the wine though.

We spent the first couple of days at Nat’s place, which was really nice. Her cat is a cuddlebug. Those first couple of days were taken up by shopping (of course) and trying to keep Ben from eating out at every possible meal, succeeding at various degree.

We’d gotten tickets for the new Cirque du Soleil show, which garnered mixed reviews. Gab, who was supposed to come with us, bailed at the last minute so one of Nat’s friends that had toured with her in the Allegria days met us at the old port. The new show has potential, but it was clearly the least polished show I’d ever seen. The giant marionette was cool. The juggler was good. The ladies who were connected by their hair and/or mouths were insane. The slackline number was annoying because the view was blocked most of the time by the rotating box. There was one number that just sucked. The acrobats in the final were not synchronized and all over the place. The 1st half was clearly stronger than the 2nd half, and the show needs more polishing. Still, it has potential, and I’d be curious to see it in an year.

We went to my parents’ place for the weekend/following week. We had a large family party for 3 of my cousins who were turning 50 this year and had organized a large family gathering. Turns out we were about 80 people. 30 adults and 50 kids/teens. It was really nice to be there. I saw family members I probably hadn’t seen in over 20+ years. I realized that this is something that Ben is never really going to appreciate. My mom is one of 9 kids, each of whom had at least 2 kids, and now those kids are having their own. Most of the people under 15 years old, I hadn’t seen in… I don’t remember when. But it’s still family and they’re still my peeps, if only very occasionally and from afar. It was really nice to reconnect, if only for a little while. Ben did really well to come and participate, I know it’s not something he’s comfortable doing.

The rest of our time at my parents’, he tried to go shopping and I tried to do things that didn’t involve spending stupid amounts of money on stuff he doesn’t need. We tried to go to the National Gallery of Canada, in Ottawa. I enjoyed it, if at an accelerated pace. We went to the Canadian Museum of History, which was really fun because it had a temporary exhibit of all the TV shows I grew up watching, but this was completely lost on the boy. In both cases though, the visits were cut short because Ben lost interest and/or got tired, then got really pushy to leave. I’m a bit annoyed that he spent most of the time that we were at my parents’ place in the basement, on his laptop, working on whatever the latest obsession was. Now, to be fair, I spent most of that time upstairs at the kitchen table because it was just too bloody hot out and there were too many buzzies around outside, but at least I could chat and play cards with my folks. Ben was constantly calling me downstairs for “private chats” (about current obsession) or to stay downstairs and spend time with him.

Nat drove us back to Montreal, and she’d taken some days off work to spend the last little time we were there with us. We went to tbe biodome, which was renovated but not in a good way, really, and to the planetarium, which was good, even if Ben fell asleep during the projections. I tried to get him to do things beyond shopping, like going to see a movie, going to see the light and music show at the Basilique, doing à river cruise. None of it really got him interested enough.

I wanted to meet up with some friends again, but that didn’t happen – and to be honest I didn’t expect it to be possible, given Ben’s moods. All in all, this holiday went pretty much as I’d planned, even if it still surprised me with all of Ben’s constant demands about bags, eSIMs, shoes, clothing, airpods, moving to new apartments, bringing one of my parents’ kittens back to Switzerland, getting one (or two) new Siberian cats and getting pissy when the breeders didn’t respond immediately to his emails, reorganizing his room to setup a cat corner (for a cat we don’t even have yet), sushi, etc etc etc. I think my parents really got to experience the real Ben, full on, for the 1st time. It was relentless, and constant, and intense, but such is our life.

I slept for shite the last 2 nights at Nat, because Ben and I were sharing a room and for some ungodly reason, he kept waking me up in the middle of the night, while dreaming, asking stupid questions then going back to sleep while I spend the next few hours trying to get back to sleep, and failing miserably. (dad!dad!dad! is it normal the room doesn’t smell like you? zzzzzzzz). I’d end up getting up at 6-7am, having coffee, feeding the cat, and doing Nat’s dishes…

Anyway, I really enjoyed spending time with Nat, cooking, drinking (!), eating and talking. I know she appreciated me cooking for her and doing her dishes, and putting up the frames that had been lying on the ground for the past several months :)

The trip back was fine, and now I just need to get over my jetlag, as well as Ben’s, before going back to work next week.

Getting there & back / Random moments

Cirque du Soleil

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National Gallery

Museum of History

Family party

Biodome/Planetarium

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This, for the last two weeks

Posted on July 13, 2023 By admin

I need quiet. Wine, and quiet.

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2022 can fuck itself right off too.

Posted on December 31, 2022January 16, 2023 By admin 1 Comment on 2022 can fuck itself right off too.

So following on from 2021, 2022 was rather shit. While there were moments of fun, it seems that most if not all of them were overshadowed by drama, illness, accidents and general fuckery. At times, I thought I was losing my career, my family and my mental health. I can only thank my wifey, my friends, my colleagues and my Not-my-dogs for keeping afloat when it felt I was sinking. I wish I could believe that 2023 will be better, but my general cynicism just hopes it won’t be more of the same, if not worse.

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The universe hates us

Posted on July 24, 2022August 16, 2022 By admin

The day before I was supposed to leave for Canada. I have my boarding passes, covid certificates and all other sundry paperwork. The suitcases are ready.

In recent years, birthdays have always been… difficult so Katy wants to have a good day with me before I leave to celebrate a pre-birthday, in case my real birthday follows the trend.. We go to Lausanne for dinner and a movie, but the heat and humidity are oppressive and it’s getting to us. We decide to go home instead of seeing the movie. Katy just wants to go to bed.

At the station in Morges, we want to take a taxi to go home. While going to the taxi, Katy falls off the curb and hears a crack. She thought she sprained her ankle, but the pain doesn’t go away and she can’t really walk on it. After 4 hours in the ER (so 1h30 am), it’s a fracture and she needs crutches and a giant boot. One year to the day from the date of the operation on her finger.

It’s confirmed, we’re hexed and the universe hates us.

On the plus side, it was much easier than expected to get in touch with Air Canada and rebook my flight. Hopefully she’ll be more mobile by next Sunday. We should know more on Thursday.

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Well, that happened

Posted on January 31, 2021February 1, 2021 By admin

Katy and I were walking NMD along the lake this morning. Katy says to let Lili go down a boat ramp to let her have a drink. I’m not a fan of letting her go off-lead in general, and there were lots of dogs around that morning and she was acting like a pickle so I walked down with her. Katy told me not to because that the ramp would be slippery, but it didn’t look too bad. And then my sneakers completely lost their grip on the wet algae covering the ramp, I went on my ass, and my ass and I went in the lake.

I was more surprised than hurt, and I was more worried about my phone in my back pocket than anything else… I managed to scramble out back onto the ramp and it could have gone either way about me going back into the lake for a while, but in the end I made it back onto dry, flat ground. At least I can now say I’ve been in the lake, in January.

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I hate doing homework with Ben

Posted on January 25, 2021January 25, 2021 By admin

I have good intentions to try and help Ben with his homework when he asks demands. But every time I open my mouth to explain something, he blatantly interrupts me after 2 words to talk yell over me that I’m wrong, or not doing it the right way, or it’s too difficult and he’s going to fail and nobody helps and it’s all going to be my fault.

I am so honestly fed up. I want to help, but I will not put up with the abuse. So, I love my son, but fuck this shit and the horse it rode on.

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A rare good moment

Posted on April 11, 2020 By admin

There are times when we actually do have fun together. They are few and far between. The rest of the time is pretty much a full-on screaming shit show.

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