I dont want the man who eats wild leaves dead anymore at all. Even though he elongates every 's' on the endsss of wordsss he is quite interesting. Apart from the fact that he beleives in BOILING tea alive, to release the flavours which we told him last night is WRONG.
Sam sat on a large stinging nettle today and stung his botty - it was too funny for words...he just got his little cheeks out there in the garden and frantically rubbed a doc leaf into it hahhaha
Yesterday we went to see the Bayeaux tapestry!! we went with a work awayer who is staying accross the road, called Romas? we weren't sure of his name all day, but he is a pretty interesting, if not mute most of the time, guy from Lithuania. The tapestry was amazing - so intricate. Then we went to the memorials for WWII - the British, with loads of personalised grave stones and not even a fraction of the men killed, all so young - it was so moving. I shed a tear. Then we went to the D day beaches, Point Du Hoc and Omaha, and it was so surreal and overwhelming. Then we visited the American memorial with all the thousands of white crosses, owned by Americans - it is all very big and American. LIBERTY! COMPETENCE! SACRIFICE! STRENGTH! Then we drove to Caen and had a desporados. Then we drove home.
Then we had a BBQ and Corey's daughter, 'Poppet' - the great pink - went back to the UK.
Today our lift fell through with the French man, Frederique, but it is ok, we think we have secured another lady to take us on the same day, and for cheaper at 16 euros each. Win
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