121Jul 29, 2018
The Romans not only left straight roads, they left a heritage of orgies. In my case, this consists of arriving on a Sunday morning at the only place open in Lonlay-l’Abbaye, the supermarket, and pigging out in the rain outside on a litre of milk, 2 chicken breasts quickly stuffed into croissants, and some salad […]
122Jul 28, 2018
Started off the day late at 8.30, in part because the weather forecast was suggesting not too hot: 21 or 22C. HAve reached a woody section, which is wonderfully cool. First the Fort de Mortain, then Forêt de la Land Pourrie rise and finally, after a little lake and a great slab of rock with […]
123Jul 28, 2018
"Topsy! " Silence. "Happy!" Silence. "We're ON STRIKE! "they said in unison. "It's paws in the air, until things change!" "Like what?" said Master. "It's too hot." complained Happy. "And we had a COLD breakfast! Moaned Topsy, as they waved their paws in the air in solidarity. "It rained twice today", pacified master, "and it [...]
124Jul 28, 2018
Met an all too friendly deer whom I christened Roger!
125Jul 27, 2018
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126Jul 26, 2018
Yesterday I crossed the centre of thr glacial valley that I have been following, to the northern side, ending up in the Puvlic Car Park in St. Michel de Montjoie. I thought from the map that it was a picnic spot. Well it was both, and to prove it, a large wedding party congregated to […]
127Jul 26, 2018
The dogs thought the cool floor in here was wonderful!
128Jul 25, 2018
I have just watched what I thought was a lorry enthusiast’s outing, as one after anoither a series of refrigefated meat lorries went past. People tooted their horns and le patron and his wife from “Le Bar Normande” here on the Square of the tiny villagw of St. Crois waived enthusiastically at everyone going past. […]
129Jul 25, 2018
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130Jul 24, 2018
The steeplejack was just trying to be helpful. When I asked for water, he pointed to a tap, to which was attached a yellow hose that ran 100 feet up to the top of the spire of the little church in Le Petit Celand. I gesticulated about the hose, so he kindly removed it. It […]