Monday, September 19, 2011

Monday 19 September - BLT in Bracen

Monday 19th September 2011




The GPS had lost its voice, which made driving difficult. Silly me had flicked off the sound when I took the iPhone cover off. Took me 24 hours to spot. New app, so I was blaming it, and trying to find the setting that was wrong, once again, the computer was not wrong, and the human was. Once I found it I was really happy, as it will make Italian driving very easy.


A bit of an unplanned sleep in. Woke at 10.00am, and around 11.00am we headed to Bracen, a small country town. It was a really nice town, with less terraced houses than what I have seen so far. Found a nice cafe, although Dad and Pam were pointing out Fish and Chip and Burger shops. I just ignored the suggestions until I found something that would be edible. I walked in, was offered a menu and sat down, with Dad and Pam trailing behind. Dad took a brief look at the menu which was fully of tasty sandwiches, baguettes, cakes, friands, Portuguese tarts and other tasty treats. "Nothing on here that I like" announces Dad. As I cringe a little, I found about four things on the menu he would like and say how about ..... Dad. That sounds nice he says and ends up with the bacon lettuce and tomato baguette with a home made mayonaise. I had the same and it was lovely. Washed down with a great cappucino we were all happy. Pam had a scone and lovely rich jam and cream with her coffee. To avoid any comments about price, which seems the game of choice with Dad about everything these days, it's either cheap, or expensive, but price is always commented on, I paid the reasonable price. I don't think I will implement Dad's suggestion of a "Billy Baxters" in the little country town. OMG, a quaint little cafe with quality home baked products, the owner baked 90% of the products and quality coffee, or a Billy Baxters. My choice is clear.

Six am start tomorrow. Off to Heathrow Terminal 3 to return the car, a nice VW 4WD, the the Picadilly train to Kings Cross St Pancras, then the chunnel train to Paris for a "rendevous" with Jen, then an overnight train to Venice. Life is hard. :)

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