We came home out of Dieppe during the strike. "Never again" pretty much sums it up.
That was a trip and a half!! One of this groups 24H specials, got into Plymouth quite knackered so made straight for the cain and kip. Vaguely aware of announcements,not really listening, drove off the ramps to find we were somewhere that was not Roscoff. Police and Press everywhere! Thank goodness for GPS, typed in "take us to the house" and off we went.
24h crossing? Like hell!! Everyday it looked like a settlement was imminent so we hung on. Our visit coincided with a sale on log stoves in bricomarche. Loaded one up with the forklift, then got to the house and the penny dropped that it had to come out of the van and up the flight of stairs into the house. Up the local, much hilarity and a posse of people put their pints down, and off loaded the item.
10 days later we were still there, the house redecorated, stove installed, home via Dieppe on what I thought was a cattle ferry.
Sadly, in the rush to leave we had to miss some 10L cartons of rouge. The mice found them however, my, that was a nice suprise find when we next visited.