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It’s Not a Race to the End : Part 1 – France

Eventually, all days in the future arrive, right on time. The day I left England started at 5:00am. I had an early ferry out of Poole to catch, bound for Cherbourg. I wish the day had started off better but I must admit I was anxious for what was to come. I’d slept poorly...

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