It had taken a little longer than expected, but finally, Pierre was on the final stretch to Renee and Deirdre's house. Getting on the bus to go through the chunnel had been simple enough, despite the fact that he had arrived with about two minutes to spare. Hey, he never had been too efficient when it came to the whole packing thing. In his rush, he was fairly sure he had probably made some sort of horrible miscalculation along the way. Like bringing forty pairs of socks and only one pair of boxer shorts or something. Well, that was probably an exagerration. He didn't have forty pairs of socks. On reflection, anybody who did was probably a little strange. Renee's dad probably did. Hmm.

( Pierre's arrival )