Being True in Trouville

What a wonderful weekend and what a blooming pity that we have to work again tomorrow.
We ended up staying in a gite - right next door to a petit chateau, Le Bon Lieu, very close to Honfleur.

On Sunday, we strolled along the beach in Trouville, the husband occupying the boys on the beach (who were then attacked by a French dog, mind you) while my parents, son#3 and I were sitting down and sipping our coffee and having lunch.

Today we went to Honfleur - always lovely, and spent most of our time in the city park.

The boys went on a giant-trampoline-with-ropes, then a carrousel, then we went for a coffee and crepes (ex-pen-sive), back to the carrousel, the trampoline, and finally back to the gite for lunch.

A long way back home, Son#3 is sick as an old dog, complete with Marlon Brando-voice, but the boys were wonderful, disciplined, kind and lovely.

Now it's a glass of wine for the husband and myself, and then off to BED.

Nighty night!


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