Floor Scrubbing

Today was fairly average although the staff’s right to porridge has been withdrawn due to the dwindling supply of oats. Not in the world you understand; just the Chalet. This started me off in a bad mood as unless I get up before the guests there’s no hope of breaky until about 1000. So this is what I did before scrubbing the whole of the kitchen floor, twice.

I attempted to park the van at the princess just after 1300 and lunch, which was acquired at the boulangerie yet another Sunday as again Beccy and I forgot that Shopi is shut most of the day. Attempt is a bit misleading as it was more like a glance at the car park and whince at the sight of a bunch of Frenchies trying to fit 800 cars into a 300 spaces and the adjoining square mile of road. Thus I bypassed that idea especially since I was driving a 17 seater bus and headed for Jaillet for a quick ski.

As I was volunteered to start picking guests up in the bus at 1630 my skiing was cut short slightly. It seems, even though there is a bus 30 minutes before and 40 minutes after 1630, all the guests unexpectedly opted for mine. Still at least James rang me with a bus full of guests to ask me if I would run down to the princess and pick them up.

This evening was Lasagne night which was much better than usual although the staff didn’t get very much. Still it was nice. The evening passed without joke and unusually no attempt at “Ruppli” caused any response from any of the staff. So off to bed and I might play a bit of GTA.