This week, What Pegman Saw takes us to Cirque de Navacelles, suggested by yours truly. Thank you to K Rawson for posting Pegman each week and for accepting my suggestion.
I’ve opted for a picture of this chap in a natty jumper, giving the Google Maps driver a taste of his/her own medicine. It hasn’t directly influenced the story though.
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Nature or nurture?
Never again, Jim thought. OK, it was him who’d suggested taking their son and his family on holiday. Still, they could have made more of an effort.
Ruth had supported the idea but, instead of joining them today, she’d gone shopping with Marie. “You can bond with Jamie”, she’d said.
The precarious drive into Navacelles hadn’t been helped by Jamie’s frequent gasps or the worried looks he kept throwing at his children.
In the village Jamie had said, “Remind me why we’re here, Dad.”
“You loved it when you were little. Remember? We didn’t see any people, just tiny dogs. I said the villagers turned into animals when strangers came. You thought it was magical!”
“It’s full of tourists. The kids would rather go swimming.”
Jim grunted and started the nerve-jangling drive back out of the crater.
Moments later, a small voice piped up, “Grandad, stop. I saw a unicorn.”