We are now ensconced in our cabin on the campsite in Brittany with mum and Jo. We arrived on Tuesday after another long drive from Limousin, punctuated by a stop in Nantes to see a 45-tonne mechanical elephant.
Jo says the cabin reminds him of a Beneteau (big plastic boat) and it has a definite nautical feel what with the general lack of space.
|Roast lamb in our cosy cabin|
However, we are managing not to kill each other or the children as the weather has been fabulous after a chilly start to the week. We called for more blankets after shivering through our first night but, since then, the temperature has soared and we have been swimming everyday in the glorious campsite pools.
|Little kid and big kid|
Rob has braved the freezing Atlantic to go surfing everyday. The conditions have been variable and the locals not particularly friendly (he got bawled out by a whole line-up for dropping in on someone's wave - good job he doesn't speak French), plus he has lost a load of fitness thanks to his broken foot. But he gets a big gold star for perseverance and sheer gumption - I wouldn't be getting in that cold water for any money.
Freddie and Flossie have been having a lovely time with Grannie and Grandpa. Grannie has managed to string out making a crown for the Queen's jubilee street party for five days and counting. Freddie has enjoyed driving Grandpa's Mazda MX5.
Other than that, we have been doing a little bit of exploring and a lot of lazing about eating ice-cream and drinking beer.
Mum and Jo kindly babysat for us the other night so Rob and I could go to a local bistro for big pots of meules frites and some spanking fresh oysters. Flossie is off to a kids camp this afternoon and Freddie is sleeping for France, so we are being rather spoiled on the childcare front. I've enjoyed finishing a book, getting on top of some work and, well, just having a bit of quiet time to myself!