The man on the left is Charles Pitts, a motorcycling friend of my parents, known to me and my brother as "Uncle Charlie". In the centre is Gladys, my mother, and on the right is my father, Albert. The photograph is recorded as being "France" and this fits in with the "English Spoken" sign. I remember my father telling me that the only time he had ever been abroad in his early life was on a day trip to Calais before the war. This then is that trip.