Memories from Honfleur

Bon jour,

Yesterday we went on a road trip to Etretat (we called it ere's-your-hat), it's on the coast and about 1 hour drive from home. Well it is unless Mark (now known as Gilligan) is directing. Hels looked up another map and after 2 hours we realised we were nearly in Belgium, oops. We all said how lovely the trip was and we would never have seen such lovely country side without that fabulous detour.  Yeah right! 

He then took us to the ugliest seaside town in Normandy, didn't think that was possible, Helen thought it was the mort hoik (dead spit - frenchy talk) of Blackpool. The photos lie. All the restaurants were closed and we got cheese on toast, very French, NOT. 

Finally arrived at Here's your hat, got lost again getting there, it was gorgeous. By this time we had been in the car for 5 hours, Helen was busting to go to the loo but they were too tricky to use so we came home. Two hours later she was first out of the car and bolted for the front door.

Another great day.