Monday, 9 March 2015


The drive from Calais to the Normandy coast had taken just under four hours. Deano had raced Phil all the way, with Deano’s silver Mercedes claiming victory over Phil’s ageing BMW, when the two cars finally arrived at a charming village, not too far away from Bayeux.

“Is this it?” enquired Clare, as she peered through a rusty gate.
“Yep!” replied Deano, enthusiastically, as he looked through the gate to get a better look at the property at the end of the drive. “This is going to be our home for the next two weeks.”
Phil and Sarah joined their two friends at the gate, and avoiding dirtying her top, Sarah leaned forward to get a better view of the house.
“It looks old, doesn’t it, Deano?” said Sarah, as she tried hard to focus on the building which had become the centre of their attention. “It’s looks big and old.”
“This is a typical Normandy property,” replied Deano, as he pushed open the gate. “This is where we’re going to get a real taste of France.”
“Did you notice that everything’s shut?” said Sarah, as she took hold of Phil’s hand, before following Deano and Clare along a narrow path. “All the shops are shut and the village is dead.”
“What were you expecting?” snapped Clare. “Did you think that in rural Normandy it’s all shopping centres and casinos?”

Everything's shut and there's not a supermarket in sight. What a fine holiday this will be in Bloody France! Get "But Bloody France!" - part 1 of the trilogy - for your Kindle, via Amazon, and see just how Deano, Clare, Phil and Sarah will try and amuse themselves in a village which time has forgot.

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