A Week In Brittany
SaturdaySteve stared out of the ferry window at the cold grey waves as the ferry ploughed its way across the western end of the English Channel. By rights, if his friend Tom hadn’t fallen off his motorbike and put himself in hospital, he should have been camping in the Lake District. Instead he was condemned to a week of purgatory going to Brittany with the family.He’d tried pleading, he’d tried cajoling, he’d promised them the earth and more but, ever since last Easter when he had been left in...