End of March visit to France

On Saturday we have a small amount of sun, so we head out to the cliffs, walking over to Warmer, down to the old Marines Shooting range before returning by Kingsdown golf course home. The day was rather misty, due to the previous nights crispy frost and the early morning sun. Nevertheless, it was a glorious walk, and just the ticket before our quick dash back to France to collect the remainder of our belongings.

During the walk we had some gorgeous views of the gulls as they swept from the sea, climbing on the wind and popping over the edge, soaring high before heading back down to sea level. The cliffs continue to erode, and the old paths are now too unsafe to use. The National Trust have taken over the managing of the White Cliffs and sensibly moved the walk further inland away from the crumbling edges.

Whilst we sat, overlooking the golf course a gorgeous kestrel decided that there was a tasty morsel not far from us. Wings closed, and pulled in as it plummets to the earth.

Managed to get quite a few photographs as it hovered seeking it next grasshopper or other scrap of food.

At the last minute, we managed to hire a van for three days, so on Monday we set off at 8am, arriving in the Charente late that evening. Stayed over with friends, and then with the assistance, managed to load the van with all our belongings and shoot off back to Dover by 11am. Fortunate enough to get on an earlier crossing, arriving in River by 10pm. The weather was good, so we emptied the van onto the lawn, completing the task by 1am. Two days, 1000 miles travelled.

The following day was spent sorting all the tools and equipment and storing it between the garage and shed. By 11am we were off out again, collecting Aunty Joyce and taking her and Gwen out for lunch, followed by a trip to do the weekly shopping.