easter excitement

Rain did not prevent the Easter procession, where
large white shirts and black bowlers are worn. One eye
is blacked.
I don't know why.
Everything is baffling today.

I'm in shock, too. Allenna was to take the bus from
Esperaza to Carcassonne, thence to Toulouse to catch the train to Zurich where she takes a plane to Toronto.
Fairly straightforward despite beginning on Easter Sunday with Easter Monday transport tacked on... all booked on line, all boding well, until just before the bus was due.

That was when we discovered that if we had printed the train tickets, some household demon had eaten them.

So Allenna ran for the bus - and thank heavens that Barbara turned up just then to help and calm us -while I tried to print off the ticket.

And that was when the machine did one of those tricks that
can only be resolved by switching off the machine and
restarting it, a lengthy process for this old thing.
AND for the machine.

The upshot was that the bus was on time, the ticket still
fresh from the printer was accepted, we have yet to find
out what else was forgotten but at least the first hurdle
has been cleared.

Wheres the gin?