Just a first trip

My first trip to England was in 1990, during Easter holidays. It was with colleagues and pupils from the School where I was teaching here in Ardeche. Brigitte, - bilingual friend -the teacher of English for our Primary Classes, was our guide and organiser. We went to Stowmarket, a small town not very far from London. We had two days and nights ( or three ? I can't remember) in an old house, like an ancient castle, where English groups of children had holidays, a sort of Youth Camp. On the 1st night we sang songs with them around a camp fire.


(To be continued ... )