Ah! Right, so this is not quiete what I intended. No. 90/365 was going to be a celebration of the fact that I had reached No. 90. Then of course, not the doubts, but the wondering set in, should I celebrate at No. 90, or or as seems more likely at 100 – given that is only 10 days away. So, given the three confessions I have to make, I thought I had better leave any thought of celebration a bit further down the line.
OK, where to start? Oh, well, actually, my two mistakes both relate to one period of time. So, in my remembrance post on Sunday, I made a couple of statements. Both are wrong.
Firstly, I said that our visit to France and the tour of Normandy was our first trip to “Rural” France. Wrong. A few years before that we had booked a villa just outside Carcassonne, southern France. In part it was because we had all read Kate Mosse’s book Labyrinth based around the city. We had a lovely week with dear friends exploring the area. It was delightful.
I then said that I must do a blog on Castle Bagging. Oh Dear! It was we were holidaying in Carcassonne that we came up with the idea of doing a bit of Castle Bagging. We managed to get several quite spectacular sites in the bag.
The third one is, after looking back at the post, I suddenly thought “Hang on a second, I’m sure I’ve a post about castle bagging, and looking back through the list, there you were, and here’s a link;
Well, my brain really let me down this time. My excuse was that I was in thrall to the writing of the post.