Well, after a quite lovely two weeks at the secluded la Belle Epoque 17th century farmhouse near Bordeille which M2 had arranged for his family holiday, phase three of the Tour starts today. Though we hated saying goodbye to Ann and Annie (not forgetting Keith, Denise and young George who was taught to dive in the pool during the holiday) we had to come to terms with being without them for the next stretch.
We took a mature and responsible approach, cleared the villa, packed the van, reported to Marie-Lyne that we had vacated at 13.00 and feeling somewhat deflated by the departure of our nearest and dearest, we drove 4km gently down the hill for lunch in le Tilleul to discuss options. Unsurprisingly, there was little appetite for a journey so we parked on the meadow next to the river Dronne at - wait for it - Bordeille! We found a secluded spot well way from the other vans which seem to herd together and had a lazy afternoon in the company of a bottle of 2001 Ch Haut Brisson St Emilion Grand Cru Classe. Sketch books came out, calls were made to make sure that everyone had arrived home safely then we had a leisurely supper of sardines, tuna and assorted cheeses - in other words using up the bits and pieces. Quite delicious though.
To bed at about 22.00 only to have a mildly disturbed night from the insistent low frequency rhythms from a rave taking place somehwere down river. The noises petered out at about 04.00 and no damage done to us anyway!
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