So last day. Won't have a chance to post whilst on the road so am blogging this on Wedneday night.

Plan for Thursday, 3.5 hours north to Moulin-Sous-Touvent to visit my uncles grave. Sgt Stanley Goodhew was in 103 squadron and his plane was lost on the 24th October 1942 on a mission to bomb Milan, He lies with his 6 crew members in a small village cemetery. I have been trying to find out about the events leading to my uncles crash and would like to thank David Fell who looks after the 103 squadron website, but especially Katie Powell who I have never met but who has provided invaluable research in to my uncles last flight.

Update: Got in to Moulin-Sous-Touvent around lunchtime. It was sunny and warm and a lovely place. The cemetery is up a farm track just noth of the village.

It is a simple but beautifully maintained cemetery. The crew of W1223 are just to the right of the entrance. Someone is taking very good care of the plots, not a weed in site.

My Uncles grave.

The visit was really quite emotional for me, it is a strange feeling finding a family connection in a pretty remote part of France and then making the journey to visit. Very glad I could pay my respects on behalf of the family.

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So after that we headed in the Calais direction. Had lunch at Saint Quentin, had a nice square and just for a change luch cost 60 Euro's...

Then headed for the coast to a place called Le Touquet-Paris-Plage. Looks like a 1950's beach resort but with some very expensive houses.

Then on to Calais - 12 Euros for 2 beers. Never complain about english beer prices again. Kip drove the final leg home and finally my own bed...

Jolly nice 10 days... cheers boys.