Gites and Chateau's Bed and Breakfasts
Happy citizens of France
Auberges, creperies and cafe's
Go there when you get the chance
Thro' the tunnel
Bound for Calais
Onto those fine roads we go
Passed the cornfields
and the white cows
and the wind farms
that do grow
Actually in bunches under
10 or so, their sculpted forms
Don't detract from country splendours
Actually my old heart warms
To them, believing wind has meaning
Energising all about
Seems to me to be a real source
And in fact there's little doubt
At the beaches white sand softly
Grass clad dunes, a 'rolling sea
Tender bodies cooking slowly
A sun kisssed well oiled symphony

In the towns a wealth of good things
Cakes and Chocolates special cheese
Wines and Spirits, gorgeous perfumes
Wafting on the summer breeze
And of course the bronze skinned Amazons
With big eyes of steely bue
Northern France is under sold
Why? I have no clue


Just returned to the UK from this wonderland called France