A Second Attempt : Part Five
He awoke early. Slipped out of bed as quietly as possible so as not to awaken the sleeping beauty. A quick shower. She was ready to take his place as he emerged which she did after an exchange of kisses. He found two dressing gowns. Over breakfast "Our hire car will be arriving shortly. Booked it when there was only one of us; it's a Fiat 500." "Fine. If we can't find a parking space I can slip it into my handbag. Sure you want this Conor? We could be heading for yet more heartbreak". " Yes I want it. Living for the present is the only sensible thing. Time is relative. We'll not be worrying about it in 60 years". Doorbell rang. Formalities brief. "I like it. Reminds me of childhood. Dolly approves too".
They set off on their new adventure. He took her to the glass church by the famous Lalique. Beautiful glass sculptures everywhere reflecting the sunlight like a multitude of prisms. She shared his awe. "Never dreamt such a creation was possible. And no security!" "Driving along the Esplanade : "This is where the Battle of Flowers procession takes place. Over there is an original Norman manoir, now a very expensive boutique hotel, but worth it. " You stayed there!. You and who?". "Me". "What's that amphibious thing heading out to that fortress?" "They call it a duck. Its only needed when the tide is in". He parked at the port of St. Aubin, the most French looking harbour on the island. Got an outside table at Bon Viveur for a light lunch, looking out over the harbour and the town hall with the impressive courthouse behind them. " You know how to impress a girl". "Are you up to a 60 minute walk?" "Sure".
(There'll have to be another part!)
They set off on their new adventure. He took her to the glass church by the famous Lalique. Beautiful glass sculptures everywhere reflecting the sunlight like a multitude of prisms. She shared his awe. "Never dreamt such a creation was possible. And no security!" "Driving along the Esplanade : "This is where the Battle of Flowers procession takes place. Over there is an original Norman manoir, now a very expensive boutique hotel, but worth it. " You stayed there!. You and who?". "Me". "What's that amphibious thing heading out to that fortress?" "They call it a duck. Its only needed when the tide is in". He parked at the port of St. Aubin, the most French looking harbour on the island. Got an outside table at Bon Viveur for a light lunch, looking out over the harbour and the town hall with the impressive courthouse behind them. " You know how to impress a girl". "Are you up to a 60 minute walk?" "Sure".
(There'll have to be another part!)