Peronne – last time we were here was in May. We took a canal side bike ride. Visited the WW1 Museum. A couple of newbies starting to get the feel of this MOHOing lark.
Reviewing that day’s blog reminded me just how far my fashion dress sense has moved on since I bought my first pair of Croques, especially for that trip. Ably abetted no doubt by our time in Italy, where I took careful note of what every best dressed man was wearing. And the result? Simply jaw dropping. Don’t you think?
This trip has been like an Italian filled Croque Monsieur. French cheesy bread outers filled with spicy Italian delights – fantastic scenery – rubbish roads – excitable, loud and sometimes rude people – gorgeous weather – impatient tooting car drivers – incredible ancient sites – all guzzled down with fabulous regional wines.