Headed south towards Calais. It seemed the entire population of Hull was heading to Wembley for the match against Arsenal. Apart from endless roadworks, the journey was uneventful. We reached the Tunnel ahead of time and got on an earlier train. French motorways were empty so we reached Reims in good time. In the distance we could see the slag heaps of the Nord-Pas-de-Calais coalfields and the twin heaps that are rather imaginatively known locally as the sleepin...