My feet first touched French soil in the year 1966...can it have been THAT long ago?
A ferry ride from Jersey, where I was working in the Channel Islands, to the town of St Malo on the coast of Brittany in France...ancient stone walls, beautiful pastries, people speaking the language that I had practised for four years in an Australian country high school, a drive into the countryside to watch a fisherman casting his fishing rod into a stream and a picnic on the grass under the oak tress...pate, cheese, baguette.
A sense of returning home...
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