Whilst partaking an early breakfast at McDonalds this morning, there was talk all around about Boris and Brexit.
Back at the queue for the car ferry, it was evident the school holidays had ended, the average age of most of the travellers being around seventy. As usual, the crossing to Dieppe, was uneventful and boring, added to, by a couple who criticised everybody they knew in loud voices. You just knew that when they were with these people, they would be all ingratiating.
After a drive of just over four and a half hours, with a short stop, where we discovered Marge had a wet floor in her bathroom, from a leak behind the sink, we arrived at tonight's destination just after seven, grateful, we had grabbed some bolognese from our freezer to heat up upon our arrival. Tonight's aire is by the old railway station. The land that once belonged to it is now an Ecole de Cirque, with a big top at its entrance.
This evening, we took a walk out into the town, with its quaint medieval chateau and pretty cottages, back-lit by a peachy pink sky. By nine o' clock it was dark, and a chill was in the air, a stark difference to when we were away in June.
Tonight we look forward to a quiet, restful sleep, as last night we had to endure the engines of the lorries and their refrigeration units.
Tomorrow we hope to be at Monbert, staying once again at Odile's and Philippe's small campsite in the countryside, near Nantes. After a long day of travelling today, we are looking forward to our holiday beginning properly tomorrow.
Jacob Rees-Mogg spotted hiding on a carved panel of the church!
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