Posting a letter early in the morning and hearing the sounds of morning ablutions gurgling in neighbouring drainpipes; a faintly, soapy smell in the air.
Gliding under the Channel to celebrate Heidi's birthday in Calais with our friends Peter and Pammie.
Spotting on the pavement a roundabout warning sign with the words VOUS N'AVEZ PAS LA PRIORITE, and photographing it for more general application at a later date.
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