When my eyesight was still good, I was a bit of an amateur photographer. This is one of mine.
I just liked this town. it reminds me of my frequent cycling trips to France – this is called Arromanches, in Normandy, right by the D-Day beaches. Arromanches was known in its own right for being the site of an artificial Mulberry harbour, which the allies used to disembark men and materiel before they captured any proper harbours in France, and its remnants can still be seen a little way out to sea today.
This is not a remarkable image but it was appropriate to run alongside the news that I will hopefully be visiting Arromanches once again for the second half of the week.
I will have some devices with me but have no idea whether there will be time, wi-fi or willpower to be active on WordPress. My planned posts are already scheduled, I hope to read some of yours, but I have no specific plans to write spontaneously while I am there.
I’ll say more this evening.
Mister Bump 
I grew up with my dad telling me all about D Day. Such a beautiful place, with so much tragedy connected to it.
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It really is a spooky place. The beaches themselves are largely rewilded so there is absolutely no inkling of what happened. There are traces of the Atlantic wall all over the coast, though, bunkers etc. My daughter used to be fascinated when we went there.
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