DD got through 3 (three, III) normal-sized jars of Nutella in a week in France. One of them in one day, by eating it straight from the jar with a spoon.
Lovely holiday, which sadly ended with gridlock in Calais, hours of anxious queueing, missing the ferry and getting home at 3 am. Still not sure why
. Must try not to let that blot out all the good stuff, like Mont St Michel, Bayeux tapestry, Mont Dol, beach at St Benoît les Ondes.
When we hit Calais we were low on fuel, bordering the red zone on the gauge. Last petrol station in Calais shut. Three hours creeping in queue. First petrol station in Dover shut. The manual says the fuel tank holds approx 49L. DH put 50.5L in it when we finally managed to fill up 
Beachy and BTM, hope you had great birthdays. And MI, all the best for today 
Mention of Christmas gives me a shiver of anticipatory dread. Last Christmas was almost perfect but immediately followed by shattering visit from sister, effectively the end of our relationship. No sign of any improvement there. Tempted to go away for Christmas this year 
Other sister and family have had good week here, animal and Mum-sitting and entertaining two of their offspring plus friends.