"Blimey...hope mine isn't going to blow up!"
A few weeks ago, I wrote a blog about exploding henhouses. It turns out I got some of the facts wrong.
My sister didn’t believe me
Last week, we went to visit my uncle Georges (88) and his wife, my aunt Marie (84) in Toulon (my hometown). Both are still mentally sharp. The day before, I had talked to my sister about the exploding henhouse incident. She did not know anything about it. She, in fact, expressed some doubt about the whole story!