Field of hens to town of chavs

End of Christmas come too soon - day of going back to France AND decorations coming down.

My journey back with a heavy suitcase seemed to go better than my journey out; lots of kind people offering to help me carry it (even on the French side!), with one man even lugging it up the huge flight of stairs at Chavtown station when I discovered that both the lift and the escalator were out of action (classic chavtown). I unpacked as soon as I got back, gave my room a clean (how it got so dirty while empty over the holidays is beyond me) and prepared lessons on New Years for the week.