Free as a bird Another day of happy wanderings. After a rather sleepless night, where I lay awake full of plots and schemes. I wrote a poem in my head about La Gran'mère , but could only remember one line of it this morning. And that was a very poor one. However was compelled to visit La Gran'mère again. Then took Lorraine to the wishing pool, and generally mooched about in the lanes heading off to Jerbourg, where we we climbed up the Doyle column and there were superb views of the islands – and the French coast clearly visible too. Had lunch at the Auberge at Jerbourg. And easily the best food of my time there. I had a skate main course, followed by half of an incredible honey parfait pudding. It had honeycomb, and caramelised fig, and icecream and drizzles of berry jus and green jelly that popped and exploded in your mouth. It was playful and delightful. Slowly walked home along the cliff path. It was a stunning afternoon, with bright sun. Took lots of photos that did no jus...