It has been a quiet day in the Ardennes.
We made the mistake of going to the supermarket to look for yummy snacks but our blissful family joy deteriorated into Son#1 and #2's fighting in public.
People queuing at the till turned and stared.
At least we got Port.
Solace for sore minds and hearts.
And the husband referred to me as Yoda.
Tomorrow, Bouillon and Sedan.
All the snow melted today (it was 2 degrees),
but tomorrow we shall freeze our sizable behinds off.