Our trip to Viller sur Mer

This weekend was a long weekend and Sean and I went on Brittany Ferries ship MV Normandie from Portsmouth to Caen and from there to Viller sur Mer. Sean has an old friend Bobby who owns a farmhouse there. It is always lovely visiting them and they made us very welcome. Bad weather had been forecast, but the weatherman got it wrong; we had beautiful weather. If you double click on the album, it will show you the photos in Photobucket. They are low resolution photos so they should load in your browser quite quickly.

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We had a 4 berth cabin with an en suite shower, washbasin and lavatory. We had a fabulous meal in the Deauville Restaurant on board. It is a very comfortable way to travel. We had another cabin on the return journey and I slept very well with the gentle rocking of the ship upon the waves. The French are incredibly efficient at this sort of thing and the journey was a great thing in itself.

Of course, I wasn't able to take Brak. He stayed with Kate because I thought with his mate Wendy plus the dog and cat that he would be too distracted to be too miserable. Kate says he followed her everywhere. Every time she picked up a lead, he thought he was going home. At night she had to put him in bed with her and Nigel or he would lie miserable at the bottom of the stairs, howling. Poor Brak!! Poor Kate too!! Apparently he would only eat after Poppy Cat had had what she wanted out of the bowl. He is like that at home too. Jack and Spikky have taught him well.

The only thing I was worried about this weekend was Michelle. Its funny how people say "she is taking it badly" or "she is taking it well" because it is nonsense. There IS no way to take the news of a friend's suicide well or badly. It is such an extraordinary event that it isn't possible to take it well or badly. It is rare enough not to have any rules or expectations attached to it. Needless to say, Michelle is suffering and her emotions are all over the place. It has hit her hard. How does anyone make sense of something like that?

A lot of people are feeling very bad about Rosie's death. I wish I could make them better, but I can't. All I can pray is "May God comfort them all".