We’ve just been for a long walk through the forest at the height of Queen Mother’s Walk, which was opened to celebrate her 100 birthday. It started off very well, but it wasn’t a circular walk and we ended up walking on very muddy-churned up tractor marks lane. Thank God for my Hunter boots!
We saw the Entente Cordiale with the oak and the beech trees entwined to symbolisie the ties between France and Great Britain.
We also went for another long walk this morning in Mers-Les-Bains and admired the beautiful Art Deco houses along the sea front, each house a different colour imaginable. I wish I was a painter: I could have a field day here with the colours and shapes of these magnificent buildings. Apparently these house form part of some National Trust type of institution and are not allowed to be altered in any way. What a brilliant idea! That means that generation after generation can enjoy them as they were built originally.
It was late morning by the time we got back to the van, so we skipped mid-morning coffee and drove here. I was starving by the time we stopped, so we had lunch earlier than usual and a little siesta before afternoon walk.
Adonis is cooking tonight, so I might get on with my crochet or my reading: I’ll see how I feel.