Great quietness, no cars, only the quiet sound of barges in the distance and birds songs in this morning Spring light! Still some meters to arrive at my dreamed childhood vacation house where my mother had been invited for some days with me by her ancient Parisian patronne to make me recover after a deadly meningite; Blanche was an erudite (professor of History in the Paris Sorbonne University) and an exquisite woman in the seventies speaking a wonderful French of the past with always joyful sparkling black eyes, paying a great attention to her guests and very smart; She was very impressive for me ( she said Vous to me and not Tu as usual for a child) but was so sweet and gentle ! My humble mother had a real devotion for this exceptional woman who gave her in return a great affection since many years; To complete the description and explain my childhood emotions, Blanche at that time was re-married with a very old doctor in retreat perhaps 15 years older than her, very serene and speaking also a refined French; Blanche treated him with an immense affection at all time and said also Vous to her husband; That was so strange for me! The old doctor was wearing a long white noble bear cleaned and perfumed everyday! Another world not existing more now! View from the house in the West direction of Normandy, Rouen and the sea; French Vexin Regional Park La Roche Guyon Classified Village.