Hey Folks, on Sunday I got back from the Year 6 French Trip at school! We stayed in a center called Stella Plage, which was pretty nifty, but the lights kept going off at random and the TV came on at 7:30 in the morning at full volume on a stupid French Citroen trailer. Seriously, everybody in France either drives a Citroen or a Renault. Talk about bad taste in cars. We went to a cheese farm (smelly), a chocolate factory (yummy,)Bowling (fun), Cite De Europe (BOOOOORING, we went in only girl shops. We spent 20 minutes in New Look, and 2 minutes in Game. What made it even worse was the Year 6 girl Harry Stevens, he went into a shop and strolled out with a handbag! The girls all brought berets, so I used a little French… Obtenir un comme il faut chapuea! Which means get a proper hat. A passing French person stared at me. They were wearing a beret. Comic timing!) Agincourt (There was a couple of French people shuffling around, seriously regretting coming in) Boulogne (Full of market stalls) Nausicaa (Full of FISH!) And probably some other stuff I can’t remember. I had to resist singing a football song about France (and any other country occupied by Nazi Germany.)
Frank
