My GRiii was already set to positive film effect which gave this view of Mont St Michel in Normandy a somewhat retro look and since it was aeons ago since I was last here, it suits. In fact I don’t recall the long walk or even how we reached here from St Cast-le-Guildo but the narrow, winding cobbled streets are a vivid memory. So too stopping in a tourist shop and Father bought my sister and I a necklace each – mine with a picture pendant and hers a heart-shaped locket that opened to hold tiny photos or mementos. Then and there I broke the coveting commandment of neighbour’s goods – if only I’d known the Leonine prayer!
“Blessed Michael, archangel,
defend us in the hour of conflict.
Be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the devil”
Still I was just 6 and not yet responsible for any wrongdoings. And besides there were so many positive things to enjoy especially crab shaped rolls for breakfast and the beach with pink shells where horses rode the shoreline at low tide
PoetryPix 