3rd August
I enjoyed yesterday. I got to play in the pool and generally destroy things around this big house. The house was not like mine at home. There were no carpets downstairs; it was either tiled or stone. This hurt a little when I fell over but I didn’t do it often. Grandma and grandad slept downstairs near to the bathroom, shower and a toilet room. Upstairs, all the bedrooms were in a long line. It was fun walking through them and into the games room. My bed room was at the opposite end to the games room, next to the upstairs toilet and shower. My dad loved the shower; it was a rain shower… whatever that meant.
Today the rest of the family did go out. Grandma and grandad went to a city called Rouen and everyone else went to some mountain with a billion people. Even my parents had been out quickly before I awoke. They had gone to the bakery again for bread and cakes … including my escargo chocolate for breakfast . I approved.
Today I finally got pool time with no chance of splashing. I spent a lovely hour relaxing in the pool. I even got to swim without my dad holding me. After the hour though I was ready to get out. Also my dad said something about UV and sunburn which sounded painful but I didn’t really understand it. All I knew was that we were going inside.
Being the middle of the day, I felt time had come for a sleep. Apparently, quite a few French and Spanish people do this too, which made perfect sense to me. I love jumping, so I need a lot of energy.
I awoke to find that my parents had played a game, read and ate lunch. It was now time for the pool again apparently and, though I enjoyed it, I only wanted 30mins this time before I wanted to get out. This worked out well as a lot of my family returned, looking as red as a shrimp and tired. Mum, dad and I played in the garden before heading inside to read some books.
My parents went in the pool a final time but I wasn’t interested. When you can pull soil out of a flowerpot, why swim? Finally dinner time was upon us. I had something lovely which I don’t know the name of, before my grandad gave me a bottle of milk. I decided that tonight I would take myself off to bed as no one else looked as they would… they were too busy talking. My mum eventually put me to bed.
Toodle pip!
4th August
Having gone to bed early I got up early. Having read somewhere that adults get too much sleep, I decided to wake my parents up! We were first downstairs for breakfast!
I thought that we were having another restful day but no. I was soon being picked up by my mum and being put in the car. Today it was just me, mum and dad. I leaned forward out of my car seat to try and hear where we were going. A place called Vire-Normandy apparently. My dad was a little nervous as it was his second time driving on the wrong side of the road … but I felt that he did okay. Anyway it wasn’t long before we had arrived and parked in a massive car park.
With the car park being free my parents were delighted however I was sceptical. If it’s free, usually it’s boring. Things started okay. The first road we walked up had butterfly bunting across the street. This street went up hill to the town’s central roundabout. Six roads lead of this roundabout. To my right was a very old castle turret, where French people were sitting down having a coffee. I got pushed around the town in my pushchair. It was okay; there was a great toy shop … biggest shop in town I reckon!
Before leaving we went to a bakery and bought lunch. I had my favourite escargo chocolate swirl cake. We ate outside looking at the turret.
Once back in the car we went to, what was going to be, our final giant supermarket. Dad bought a lot of chocolate. After my dad broke the till we left and I was happy to see the back of food shopping.
We made it back to the cottage around 2pm. We went into the pool again which was good fun until Family returned. One moment I was having a lovely peaceful swim … then my dad was using me as cover as he and mum had a ‘water flight’ with water pistols. THEN other family members joined in. I decided to leave when Rebecca and Jack entered the pool fully clothed. Jack had a pair of apple ear pods in his pocket… I had no idea they were waterproof. Weird thing was, after the pool fight they spent the night in a glass of rice. Adults are weird sometimes. I don’t think that I will be asking for a pool for Christmas.
It had been another lovely day
5th August
So we were heading back to Vire-Normandie. Why I hear you ask? Well grandma and grandad wanted to have a look and today was market day. Dad parked in the same car park as previously but, as soon as he parked, the car died. We couldn’t lock the car. From the looks of it, I felt that the smaller 12v battery had died and the car had shut itself down for safety; but no one asked for my opinion. Grandma waited for a handsome French RAC driver to show, dad got some chips and I went with grandad and mum for a coffee.
The battery was soon recharged and grandma and dad met up with us. Grandma and grandad went around the city. Mum, dad and I went around the market. I then fell asleep therefore mum and dad went for dinner where they had creps.
After lunch it looked as though we were returning to the cottage but no, we made a quick stop in the stunning village of Les Monts d’Aunay. All buildings - including the huge cathedral- were made out of a beautiful white stone. All roofs were of this grey tile. It was a lovely quiet village to just walk around, take photos and buy our last set of cakes from a bakery.
Once back at the cottage I had my final swim before going inside for a meal. I haven’t made my mind up about swimming. I thought it was okay but I didn’t enjoy swimming for long … and I hated drinking the water by mistake. We had a family photo before closing the pool and enjoying our last meal.
As I went to bed to read my book I went upstairs happy. I had enjoyed my holiday and I really liked France.
Toodle pip!
