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trip, and we had a great time, although I think we were a bit unlucky to catch a spell of not such good weather. We have learnt a lot, like the areas which we like best and which places are likely to get consistently dry warm weather. We tried lots of different campsites and now have an idea which sort best suit our needs.
We enjoyed our month away and will probably do it again next year, bur most likely for a bit longer...... !
New Years Day 2014
Chichester Bus station, 10 a.m. New Year`s Day 2014. It is raining very hard. It is cold and windy. The sky is troubled and filthy. There is nobody in sight and buses are parked cheek by jowl everywhere. We wonder if the National Express bus will come at all and that, if it does, will the driver even see us behind them all.
It does come and he does see us.
There is standing water on the roads as we travel through the wild gales to ...
... with a definite escalation in the rainfall from annoying to teeming down. The encore song was a new one so we decided to cut our losses and make a quick exit. Julie and I tumbled in to the first pub we found and Jo went home.
We won a decent amount on the quiz machine then put most of it into the car park machine. Although £8 for about 6 hours seemed reasonable and then followed Jo’s directions (sort of) to find a curry house for a meal before bedtime.
Not sure about this blogging thing yet. Having a bit of trouble setting up the photos but I'm sure I'll catch on (slow learner). We had a 'delicious' day. The English weather which apparently has been beautiful right up to when we arrived has turned cold on us. Today was cloudy and a bit chilly. We raided Larissa's wardrobe for an extra coat or two, loaded our GPS with the very nice English voice of 'James' and with his invaluable help, headed off to Brighton. The drive time is ...
... that Latin is still important in France (at least to Sarah anyway).
The second day was one I had really been looking forward to: it was all about poetry. It was much more light-hearted, less detached, more passionate, and really stimulating. Peake's war poetry, some of his most harrowing and beautiful work, got a thorough examination, as well as his nonsense verse.
The third day of the conference was performance based, and we got to see a couple of ...