On the plane after a week in the Pyrenees.
My French language skills were put to the test and found wanting. Mr Duffy was right; I should have paid more attention in class.
Out of the window, the turbine at my side looks like a giant cloud hoover. With my eyelids closed, I’m seeing the vestiges of yesterdays 14th Stage of the Tour which we took in around Tarascon (pictured). It was good to see, even if those boys and their huge entourage didn’t bother slowing down to say ‘bonjour’ and doff their jaunty chapeaus.
Nice Break.
Out of the window, the turbine at my side looks like a giant cloud hoover. With my eyelids closed, I’m seeing the vestiges of yesterdays 14th Stage of the Tour which we took in around Tarascon (pictured). It was good to see, even if those boys and their huge entourage didn’t bother slowing down to say ‘bonjour’ and doff their jaunty chapeaus.
Nice Break.
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