A French Wood-yssy

Tell me that doesn’t look like a giant wizzie 

As we hit the last week of our European odyssey the temperature has plummeted, we’ve met our only unpleasant person of the whole trip and we’ve visited a penis-shaped church in an oak tree. Oh, and we’ve completed our second jigsaw of the holiday - we know how to live!

Getting jiggy 

Our night on the cliffs at ArromanchesLes-Bain was quiet and totally freezing. Thankfully Dickie’s central heating held out and we only froze to death when Hugo needed to pop out for a quick wee (or should I say ‘oui’?)

D Day Garden

Honfleur was next on our list of stops. We’ve been there many times before and were amused to meet a very unpleasant Belgian man at the Aire. He was most unimpressed when we momentarily stopped him from washing his van (very frowned upon) when we filled up with water. Our day was cheered by a fabulous meal in Le Fleuron and by noticing the medieval public toilets opposite the wooden church - very posh.

Posh dunnies 

Feeling the need for more wood, the fluffy one decided we needed to go and see the tiniest church in a tree in the world so we headed off to the village of Allouville-Bellefosse. Little did we know that it resembled a giant wooden penis in more than a small way. It has two little chapels inside the tree, one on the bottom and one half way up. If you’re in the area, do pop by and see it for yourself.

From every angle ...

Looking up ...

While you’re there pop in to the friendly bar/tabac opposite for a step back in time. On the outskirts of the village are several carved statues (yes, more wood) and Mr Fluffy thought it would be fun to walk out and visit them this morning. You may be able to see how I felt about this from the look on my face.

Thrilled

We are now in Le Tréport where I found the biggest hag stone in the world after a seafood meal at La Goelette.

We’re going to miss this amazing french food - sigh. The Eurotunnel awaits us on Wednesday.