Being a lovely, perfect day, and since Michael is off playing football, I decided to walk over to our peaceful, relaxing, private garden to lay in the sun (yes, like a big beached whale) and do something productive (yes read my trashy magazine). I unlocked the gate and found it full of people walking around. I thought, “Wow, everyone had the same idea!” and I settled into a nice grassy patch. Then more and more people came. Lots of French people for some reason… or at least a lot of …