31st July I'm going to France. My Gran's in hospital since she's had a stroke and my Mum's gonna go and see her. I might go too but that's not been decided yet. What has been decided is that I'm going to France and we're gonna stay at my Gran's house which is 36 meters from the beach.

This means that I'm going to be taking about five million beach pictures and then some. I can't wait! The beach smell, real baguette, tartines dunked into hot chocolate, lunch in Paris (cos we're stopping off there first) You can rest assured that I'm going to bring back some sand and cherish it.

I haven't been anywhere in two years and the fact that I'm now going to Bernierres (sp?) makes it that much more perfect. My Mum and I keep looking at each other and going "Two weeks!" and getting super excited because we love it so much.

Oh man oh man!

So that means that you won't be seeing me for like... a month. Not that I've been particularly active these days but whatever... I'm gone.

Love,
Claire xxx