School Holidays are SO GOOD ! And Line 4 !

It was wonderful not to have to get up for 6am. Of course I still got up at 6am, but went straight back to bed and to sleep. Great !

The Big News is that Pat has sighted our first Liane 4 bus. This is the bus that is nicknamed 'The Davey Express' because it links our house with everywhere we ever go (except Gwilym's school and church. For those you have to change and take the tram.)

We are going to have a Fête de la Liane 4 sometime. Perhaps this weekend ? A barbecue if the weather holds, and the email invitation will have instructions on how to take the Liane 4 from anywhere to our house. It really is that good !

It brings new practicality to using our home for meetings. Previously we used to have to run a rather crazy shuttle service as people arrived at the tram stop in Pessac Centre. I remember once looking in the rear view mirror and realising that there were rather more students in the back of the car than the law allowed. Eeek ! Well now people can hop on the 4 and come straight here ! Cool !

This is good timing for another reason. I have been wondering for a while whether and when to introduce another meeting for the anglophones.Whether people want to meet up more than once a week, and the practicalities of it. Well the Liane 4 makes getting to our home easy for everyone !

Yippee !

Comments

Liz said…
Easy for everyone but the Griffin's, but maybe that is a good thing!
3:01 pm
Alan said…
Well you're OK.
You have the extraordinary GriffMobile !
7:13 pm
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