Off early after another good breakfast. The Australian war memorial at Villers
Bretonneux is a very emotional place. As you can see from photo it is on the
top of a rise and is very stark against the landscape. It has a tall tower at
one end where you can view the graves below. It remembers thousands of fallen,
most of whom have no identified grave.
It was very emotional for Robyn as her grandmother’s
young brother (ie Robyn’s great uncle) is buried here (see photo). We think
that Robyn is the first family member to visit.
Edgar Kent left Kilcunda in Gippsland as part of the war effort and was
killed on the Somme on 5 July 1918 aged 22.
We also found the grave of Alfred Sennitt, who is a distant relative-in-law
of mine at a memorial in Perron.
That evening we (actually me) went on yet another eating
adventure. Some of you will have heard my story of the Lyonnaise sausage in
Lyon in 1984. Well the local
andouillette leaves it for dead. It is a
large sausage packed with pork, intestines, chitterlings(colon) etc. In fact it
has a strong (sort of) smell and this one had a creamy sauce. Robyn had a taste but did not come back for
more. Sorry there is no picture but just think very orinary looking and it looked worse when you looked inside-but yummy!!
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