This is Katy on the high speed train. The journey was uneventful and boring. The train does not judder from side to side or even make clankty clank noises. It’s smooth and comfortable. There was a buffet, but once again what was on offer was very basic. Like all the French trains we rode (except the sleeper) it ran on time.

We somehow managed to get across Paris (with the help of a German, the locals didn’t even seem to know how to buy a ticket on the Metro (the system is fiendishly difficult) and arrived at the Gare du Nord just in time for our return to Callais.

We stayed the night in Callais, eating at what I imagine is probably the only decent restaurant in the town, the Cadre Vert. Katy enjoyed herself tremendously here, ordering fondue Savoyarde (melted cheese).

We stayed at a very basic hotel and visited the lighthouse, the following morning. This is a still working building in the town of Calais itself, dating back a century or more. The view at the top is very impressive but you soon realise that it is being used as a lighthouse and also as a microwave relay station. It’s a bit frightening to stand there being bombarded by microwaves.