France is now a disaster zone. Its been pissing it down all week and the rivers are bursting their banks. The local papers show little old ladies being rescued in rubber boats.
And coming back, somewhere near Le Mans, the plane hit a thunderstorm, and I've been through turbulance before, but never so much negative G that you're hanging from the lap belt. Anyway, its a disaster because I was holding a large gin and tonic at the time, and it went all over the underneath of the lockers, till normality was restored and then it went all over me.
PS It just can't rain out there any more