She missed the fish diet of her own country, and twice every summer she sent the boys to the river, twenty miles to the southward, to fish for channel cat.

[…]it was the solitude and infrequency of the place that brought the dragon thither

They certainly had their moments and will complain of ill-fortune, about a suspicion of handball before Tielemans' goal and those magnificent saves from Schmeichel but this was a stuttering Chelsea, not the smooth machine that saw off Real Madrid with such comfort in the Champions League semi-final second leg at Stamford Bridge.

Great opportunities lie ahead: we look forward to visiting a splendidiferous Mont Orgueil in twenty years time.