A chilled Sunday

This Sunday was very chilled.  Probably because we're not at home but back in France.  We flew back to Paris on Saturday and were back in Vernon for tea time.

On Sunday John and I decided to go and get some bread for lunch.  As the boulangers are open on a Sunday there are always fresh baguettes on the go.

We walked past the church (called Notre Dame as all churches in France seem to be)......

 and the back of the Town Hall....

bought the bread....

and had to stop and sit in the sun with a cool beer.....



Later we took the Teenage one out for a walk before supper.

We walked past the neighbours in their lovely pink house....

 down to the trees on the side of the River Seine

 over the bridge where, just because he's nearly as tall as his Dad...

 Samuel learnt that he's not big enough yet not to get duffed up by him!!!

 We stopped to take a picture of the bridge house which is all that's left of the original bridge after it was bombed during WWII.

 and where John had a quick snooze......

 before heading back across the river and home.

It made a change from walking the dog, the housework and the ironing!!