French Fuzz
I went to France with my dad last Friday so we could repair a few things on his caravan, travelling from Newhaven to Dieppe and then down to Livarot. It was nice to get away from the UK for a few days, especially as I haven’t been abroad for quite a few years. It gave me the chance to flex my huge vocabulary of French. Which, in reality, isn’t as large as I’d like it to be. Anyway, it was good enough to get me by. I think if I’d been there for a couple of weeks instead of three days, I would have picked up a bit more. The trip certainly made me think about trying to learn French properly; we’ll have to see if that becomes a reality, though.
