White cliffs of Dover, loading booze, flocks of birds

From the top floor restaurant in Calais called Aquar' Aile, there is a spectacular view of the English Channel and the white cliffs of Dover. Eating a meal and watching the sun shining on the sea, and ferries passing "on urgent voluntary errands" is a delight.

Outside Wine and Beer World, the drinks supermarket at Coquelle outside Calais, I watch with vicarious pleasure, a group of jolly Englishmen loading their van with cases and cases of booze and sticking their golf clubs on top.

While we wait to drive on to the train for the tunnel, flocks of migrating birds fly in clouds of different shapes and sizes across the setting sun.