Tired and not a little confused.
Drove off to Poitiers train station (1 hr.) to pick up some friends who had travelled by boat, train, and plane from Shetland. Waited and waited. Texted. Waited. Reply came - we didn't come by train, we're at the airport. I should add here that it wasn't MY FAULT. Drove out of the multi-storey car park (I loath those), through traffic to the other side of town. They were kindly waiting the other side of the parking barrier so I wouldn't have to pay - so I did a forbidden U-turn. Forgot I was in France and drove off on the wrong side of the road.
Stopped off to get milk, bread and a few groceries as they'd been away for several months, only to find no parking spaces anywhere. Double parked. 1 1/2 hrs. back home to their door, then drove back to my home.
Knackered!
Soup tonight.