I'm back and had a great time - the beer was good, the cakes were even better, the people were friendly, spent a lot of time in gorgeous big parks with loads of giant oaks. In the last minute packing rush would you believe I forgot to pack my French poets, the only poetry book in english I could find was a bi-lingual german/english Dylan Thomas (Windabgeworfenes Licht) so instead of reading the French in Germany I was reading the Welsh! I always meant to pick up a Dylan Thomas at some point anyway.