Dull days are frequent here in France and this one, despite making another trip into Spain this morning, was no different. To help the boredom I thought we could watch a film, so I sat down with my brother and stuck it on; he decided to carry on playing championship manager on his computer in front of the TV, classy.

One of the great annoyances about being here is that if you ever want to watch something on TV in peace, then everyone has to be in bed or away. Actually, I’m lying to you about the ‘away’ part of that sentence, because my own rule was broken today; my uncle went shopping but forgot his manbag so he called us to go and bring it to him, yet another film remains unwatched.

Luckily for me Britain lies 1 hour behind France and everyone goes to bed at ten o’clock, which is nine o’clock on BBC1, so I can watch most stuff undisturbed now. Tomorrow we’re making a third trip to Spain, to Huesca, the last time we went we couldn’t find a town centre, there is one though; we’ve seen it on Google earth. It’ll be just be and my dad again I think; I hope the weather holds out, I hear snow is on the way.