We had arrived about 4pm to our overnight stop - Bourges.
As it was stilll quite early and both Alexander and I were sick of sitting in the car, mum and dad decided to go into the old part of town where a major feature was the town cathedral.
It was quite ornate and large with exceptionally detailed stain glass windows though this was lost on Alexander and me as we just wanted to run around.
There were candles throughout the cathedral. Big ones, small ones, fat ones and skinny ones. They flickered gently as gusts of wind came into the cathedral when the people entered the doors. All I wanted to do was to blow out the candles; just like we do with a birthday cake.