We feel sad that it will soon be time for us to leave France and return home. Just four more days Marge. This morning it was light just before seven. That's the plus side of the clocks going back an hour. Us, we like it the other way around. Clocks go forward an hour, darkness falls an hour later in the evening. It's going to be a long six months until British summer time. Moving further north had paid off. This morning was bright and just before we left mid morning the sun broke through.
Before we left for France, eight weeks ago now, we talked about how cold northern France would be upon our return. Not so, last night was positively balmy, and today the temperature right up there around 20c. Chasing the sun, we decided to venture a little off piste. Instead of heading straight towards the Contentin Peninsula, where the ferry port of Cherbourg sits at the tip, we drove towards the coast slightly east of St. Malo. John feels confident that Marge can be trusted now not to let us down.
But first a visit to a certain chateau. A quick photograph of Marge out front, and we were on our way. We are now on the coast of Brittany. Who'd have thought it Marge? Angela certainly didn't. John probably did. Marge has hung in there, and behaved well since we left Toulouse to slowly head back north. The weather here this afternoon has been beautiful.
The beach area was busy, as was the town and the Aire.
