Day 70 Thursday 10th August 2017
Another day in Le Havre as the forecast was for strong winds. Heavy rain again so do our jobs: me laundry and blogging, Malcolm touching up some of the engine parts with metal primer (he found some at another chandler’s on the way back to the boat from the Eglise St.Joseph yesterday). He’s also been cleaning the waterline, which has got dirtier since we left the Atlantic behind. I do loads of ‘steps’ up and down to the boat as there’s nowhere to wait as the ‘laundry’ has two machines – one washing machine and one drier stacked on top of each other – in the lobby for the toilets! And the Capitainerie is closed for lunch for two hours so can’t loll on their sofa.
From our booklet of walks, we set off after lunch on Tour 4: ‘Les Bassins’. Pass another building which survived the bombardment, the late 18th century ‘Maison de l’Armateur’, a ship owner’s house.
Another installation, the ‘Love Love’, a still image of a boat captured in the final seconds before it disappears for good, is in the Bassin Vauban. Enough to give all you sailors nightmares! There’s another marina in this dock, accessible only by lock gates, but awfully handy for the Docks shopping centre and all the converted warehouses. No wonder it was recommended to me by another woman in the laundrette at Cherbourg.
Make our way back to the Volcan along the Bassin du Commerce and collect our tickets for the guided tour of Appartement Temoin Perret. It’s a reproduction of the first dwelling designed in 1946 by Perret.
The guided visit is by a chap who speaks little English and talks in very, very rapid French. I have to whisper translations to Malcolm during the very long introduction outside the block of apartments. Once inside I can take loads of photos for Morag who’s a keen fan of ‘50s style. Malcolm wants answers on how they got the exposed aggregate concrete so smooth and how the apartment was heated – by hammer and by a boiler in the cellar, apparently. We have to admire the concrete close up, so many textures and subtle colours.
After so much culture we go into the Super U in Les Halles and buy some chicken for tonight’s Thai Green Curry. Think we’ve well and truly ‘done’ Le Havre and it’s now time to move on up the coast. The forecast is good for tomorrow but the wind blows up all night: Malcolm has to go up on deck in his PJs and find out what’s frapping and causing us to lose sleep?