Hmmmm. Still not quite feeling like I’m on holiday. Yes, feel free to slap me now. Not quite sure what it is, but time has developed an elasticity, not yet settling into a rythym. Perhaps […]
Tag: Beuvron-en-Auge
2017 Day Twelve
The morning brings treats. Chris, going for brownie point gold, wakes me bearing gifts. Coffee (of course – nothing happens without coffee), croissants fresh from the boulangerie, every bit as good as yesterday’s baugette and […]
