Back from La Belle France after a lovely week away with brother P. In spite of dire warnings on radio and TV, there were no problems on Euro tunnel, except a slight delay on the way home.
It was very quiet in Normandy, hardly any traffic on the motorway or other roads, and the countryside looked stunning. I love the French roundabouts, bamboo mazes, mountains of pink roses, sculptures, grasses, all different. It was very hot, but of course it was the same in England.
We went out and about trying to keep cool, and we sat reading in the beautiful gardens of our gite: poetry and novels. I enjoyed `The Invention of Wings` by Sue Monk Kidd which is about two sisters battling against slavery in the early 19th century in South Carolina. It is a novel, but based on real people and events.
P and I love being in France and just wallow in the Frenchiness of the French. As usual we had fierce games of Scrabble, watched films and enjoyed delicious food and wine, everything always tastes nicer in France.
B. Wiggins went to daughter J in Brighton.who was also looking after her daughter M`s kitten while she a is away on the Camino de Santiago.There was Tiger`s hamster plus a seagull known as nosy Norah who comes in to eat the dog and cat food. All four were chasing each other round the kitchen and the kitten was definitely top `dog` B.W. is terrified of her, but he had a happy week there going down to the beach and guarding the clothes while the family went swimming. He is also pleased to be home for his early morning walks on the downs, and afternoon stumps through the shady woods interspersed with chasing the squirrels here in the garden.