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waggons alongside to get our loads so cannot help reading the quaint inscriptions while waiting.

April 23/16 Easter Sunday – Doilleu
We arrived here late yesterday afternoon on the pouring rain – soaked through & covered in mud. "Here" is a large roadside farmhouse about a mile from the village – it is also an "Estaminet" or inn & we are billeted in the various outbuildings wherever we can get in. It reminds one of the old song "Fifteen of us on the parlour floor" except the parlour is a disused stable.

It wasn't very long we were crowded into the kitchen & Madame was at the stove frying eggs if as if her life depended on it

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