We hadn't done much planning for our summer holiday trip. We knew that we wanted to go to Paris, and to catch up with the "French Boys" whom we had contacted beforehand. But as for dates and other destinations, I preferred to leave it until we were on the road. So it wasn't until the day before that I had rung Mr Brown, my old French teacher, to see if he was home and if we could call in and visit. All we had to do was veer a little to the left on our way to Paris, and we arrived in Sainte Cecile, and found his house out of the village in a nice rural setting.
Alan and Shirley Brown were only in their twenties (with a 12-month-old baby) when they escorted a group of teenage girls to France in 1982. I was part of the group, as were my two younger sisters. We had stayed in La Roche-sur-Yonne, which is not far from where the Browns live today. Alan had a DVD of the video we had taken on that trip, which was very interesting to watch, especially for my kids. It's hard for them to imagine that their mother was once seventeen!
The Browns live in a small stone house which they have completely renovated. Now they also have a little studio where friends can stay. When we rolled up the kids thought we would be staying in this tiny caravan!
on the mobile phone through Skype.