Musings

WWII and the EU

I drove to Caen WWII Memorial Centre and spent 3 hours dedicated to reminding myself about this momentous and horrendous time period in not just Europe but the world’s 20th century history.

In continuing to my overnight stop at the village of Asnelles – the D-Day landing site ‘Gold Beach’, it was obvious how much this area of France commemorates with respect what happened in June 1944. Streets in Asnelles are named after British regiments – eg, Rue du Devonshire Regiment – there are plaques and streetlight banners highlighting armed forces individuals who fought in the Battle of Normandy. And up and down the beaches are wartime defenses, and equipment just left there as a very vivid reminder of what happened then.

I decided to watch the film ‘Saving Private Ryan’, which I really feel should be compulsory viewing in schools for all 16 year olds, as well as films such as Schindler’s List, as the still living participants and witnesses of it all become ever fewer. We should make all efforts to not forget the horror which was unleashed as a result of evil philosophy on behalf of leaders who in Germany, Italy and others were able to seize power, and then distort almost completely the moral framework of their citizens. The fact that such ideologies continue to flourish and have since then managed to escape Pandora’s box, and wreak similar evil in our lifetimes, means we must not take for granted the relative freedoms and prosperities we have enjoyed in our liberal democracies.

In conversation with others, the fear of the rise of populism and nationalism in its worst forms throughout Europe was a repeated theme.

As I set off this morning and stopped briefly on the cliff tops at Arromanches, I thought about the EU, and how I want to celebrate the force for good that I, in my simple perception and knowledge, feel it to have been through its evolution since the second world war. In reflecting on how difficult it is for the opposing sides in Northern Ireland to overcome the wounds and legacies of that historical conflict, imagine the gulf, the bitterness, and the need for revenge and retribution, amongst and within the nations of Europe arising from WWII, coming also after WWI. In the span of one person’s lifetime, I am proud that these nations’ representatives have worked so hard together within this structure and its previous incarnations, I feel, to establish an order which indeed has restrained enmity and sought to enable its peoples to flourish from out of the devastation of that war.

Perhaps one will say that indeed it served this purpose in the 20th century, but now it needs reform and is no longer right for the world as it is now, and Great Britain’s place within it. My view remains that all things considered, the EU is still a force for peace, for prosperity, for flourishing of its peoples, and yes for ‘good’ , which the United Kingdom is leaving for an empty slogan of ‘taking back sovereignty’, and a misplaced confidence in a Britain of its empire of the past. To face the challenges of now – strong-man politics, the rise of populism and nationalism, globalisation with potentially rampant corporations in reality stronger than nations, climate change, we need to be part of that bigger community, to be able to stand together as a block to defend and continue to develop the values of freedom, human rights and social democracy, which have been so hard won .

In conversation with others, whether Dutch, German, or French, sadness at the departure of the United Kingdom from the EU was a repeated theme.

Posted by Jackie Barnes in Cities-Towns, France, Musings

Legs – let’s hear it

Had a moment of mindfulness, or put more simply, I thought gratefully about my legs today, as they carried me back along Mont St Michel causeway to my trusty steed; decided to go with silliness in the sunshine – particularly given that my youngest sister demanded more than just pictures of ever more beautiful places – even before having a glass of chilled Normandy cider bought from roadside stall whilst watching THE semi-final and Day 1 of Wimbledon this evening.

Couldn’t do what I’m doing without them (or at least without huge adaptation), and though I say so myself, they’ve been a brilliant pair through all these years: no further stupid comments needed …..

So here’s them doing their normal day’s activity so reliably – but fear not, I won’t be giving the same tribute to other body parts. Now I know I’ve really lost the plot 😂

Posted by Jackie Barnes in Equipment, Musings

Emotional Ups & Downs

A couple of weeks ago, I was asked how I had been in terms of general ‘up or down’ over the 3 – 4 months of being mostly on my own. The answer was that over all, I have been very happy to be doing this exploring, and despite doing it solo, but I have enjoyed other travellers’ company or conversations at seemingly just the right time.

Some days, though, I recognise that I am exceptionally on top of the world, eg yesterday, having a great bike ride in the sun, just the right distance, not too hot, beautiful cycle routes along the coast from Benodet to Mousterlin Point, then to Beg Meil and back, then making myself set up on the beach, get the cossie on, to feel the warmth of the sand, and to enjoy the feeling of being in the beautiful clear water of the sea, and confirming how worth doing it was! Then out for a meal unusually in the evening with very pleasant, interesting company.

But this very next morning, I feel I should add to the record for completeness that for a couple of hours at least I felt pretty sad, and unusually for me recognised the need for a good shoulder to cry on. I had a walk and a coffee with another solo camper, and by the time I set off to head for north Brittany, I realised that my mood had lifted and it wasn’t simply due to the fact that I put my upbeat ‘Lovely Day’ playlist on the van stereo!! 🙂 It is primarily to do with the back story, the change in status, I suppose, that every now and again resurfaces and becomes acute.

Anyway, pleased to report that it’s been displaced once more by the usual things – the extremely significant sunshine, the beauty of the next lovely place living up to expectations, and the thoughts and research turning to coming back to the UK as originally planned for most of July and August before journey number 2 – heading south to Italy and possibly Croatia, which is still there on the list.

Not an emotional up or down but ……… have become aware that there are two ways of ‘following’ the blog – ie getting an automatic update when a new post is published; if you have not subscribed as an email follower, I get an email telling me that your WordPress profile name has subscribed, but I don’t get to know your email address and therefore have no way of contacting you. If you want me to stay in touch directly, then I think the only way is to subscribe as an email follower, so that I have your email address, and can reply. Thanks of course to the millions of faithful followers I am now keeping in touch with! Showing my age I know, but slight hints of Dame Edna Everidge, dear viewers.

Posted by Jackie Barnes in Musings

EU Citizenship Achieved

I am very proud to announce that I have now met the quintessential pre-requisite for joining my continental cousins; perhaps doesn’t satisfy the british cycling ‘cool’, but already gave up on that long ago and more recently with a pannier rack, and non-mountain bike tyres on my mountain bike:

Here it is in action; aren’t they great 🙂

For the many, many bemused non-British readers, our bikes don’t come with such a helpful thing.

Posted by Jackie Barnes in Musings, The Good

Music & Dance

Wanted to record that one of the things I’ve really missed now into the 4th month of being in the van, is the ability to blast out music and do some bopping to it. The first can obviously be, and is done whilst driving, although I feel this can then compromise somewhat my wanting to take in the landscape etc of the route. But the 2nd can’t, and given that I’m travelling out of season means that the opportunities afforded by village/town Fetes or larger campsite ‘entertainment’ are not there. Any live music events have also been missing apart from my own travel guitar strumming.

As a disco queen in my time, COULD REALLY DO WITH A GOOD SESSION OF GETTING DOWN! 😂

Posted by Jackie Barnes in Musings

Naturists R Not Me

Decided to stay on the Med at Marseillan Plage, next to Cap d’Agde for a few days of good weather forecast on the way to staying with extended family in the Cevennes/Ardeche area.

An ‘old friend’ was staying at a more expensive! campsite nearby, so decided to surprise them by walking along the beach to where they would be no doubt immediately taking advantage of the sunshine. I had to abandon the surprise as found myself, due to worsening eyesight having to draw near to single men lying on the beach which had become naturist as my walk progressed, to determine whether their likely ‘parts’ eg hair, or naked physionomy particularly including whitish buttocks, belonged to said person. There were at least 3 such candidates.

The 2nd day’s search to meet up on the beach was also abandoned, given that it was the afternoon, very busy and full of primarily middle-aged to elderly dangly bits everywhere, which I just didn’t want to be scrutinising, to try and find the needle in a haystack, even if from behind sunglasses! 🙂 Can see the benefits of naturism, and the Cap d’Agde Naturist Village is a real centre for practising such in all aspects of life, but unlike the gastronomy which I really feel I ought to develop an interest in actually trying out, baring ones all will never be me 🙂

The beach at Marseillan Plage is great – lovely sea and plenty of non-naturist-inhabited sand for me. Loads of campsites here, very busy in the Summer months, and I’ve got a very nice pitch on a small one for 16eu per night without electricity, but direct beach access.

Posted by Jackie Barnes in France, Musings, Places