Busy day

Today was Martin's birthday. The one I live with, not the Saint Martin of Tours who is everywhere. My parents also arrived with lots of our stuff (things we couldn't take on the train when we moved here and some English goodies).

We got a rotisserie chicken and had food at ours. We don't have an oven though so I had to buy Martin a cake - well a fusion between England and France - a pear and chocolate crumble tart.