We were all a little hung over following our lovely (superbo) French meal the night before but we still managed to start the day with a trip to the bakery to get bread, croissants and cakes in Guern. After two breakfasts we were off to drag the old log out of the stream where 
Zebedee swims. We used straps, a rope and a hoist and also lots of energy to move it to the side. Then it was straight off to chop the dead tree down near the bridge with an axe. It 
surprised me just how much energy is required to do this, maybe it was my technique. No time left but to prepare for the big race, the real Tour De France coming past our house. I got dressed up and had a quick 
go on Steve’s bike to get us in the mood whilst Steve tried to take a photo of me but I was just too quick for him.
It was a shame as it drizzled most of the day with only short intervals of sunshine but we made the most of waiting for the bikes by starting on the beer that we bought in the supermarket yesterday. We even managed to get some of the bits that were thrown at us by the carnival cars. Claire 
looked real dapper in her green wellies and blue coat. Following the precession that we had watched the day before the bikes came and went in a few seconds and unfortunately our camera hadn’t enough charge to video it, so I put it on charge ready for the big event, tonight’s BBQ, the grand finale where we 
cooked, were merry and sang (sort of).
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