France, week 2 — Wednesday

The boozing regime that started with Mum and Dad continued, and we quenched our thirst on a regular basis with Ben and Katie. From what I recall, Ben discovered just how fast you could roll down the steep bank one evening—and all we heard was the drunken thud at the bottom. All very amusing. The children got on well, and in particular Bea and Finn made good companions. Over the week they rescued drowning insects and huddled over injured crickets, and tatty butterflies that they netted off the pool.