Dear Kitty,
             I'm in a hotel that is literally right next to the sea. It's amazing. People always say that Normandy is like 1950s England - well, walking along the seafront today, I couldn't help but think I was in Southwold. If we'd added a few tacky amusements and a pier, it may well have been the English seaside. It's glorious, but it's making me miss Mum and Dad more than I would normally. Still, only two and a half months left!
              Choir on Thursday was brilliant; we've got a new member - an au pair in the 16th! She's about one metro stop away from me, speaks German, and is really nice. So now I have TWO friends near me! Next Thursday, it's Joe's birthday, so we're all off clubbing. Not joking - clubbing. All of us. Ranging between the ages of 18 and 62. I CAN'T WAIT!!!
Yours,
      Chessie
P.S. I gained weight recently, but it's almost 'that time of the month', so it'll be gone in a day or so.