Category Archives: Dordogne 2016

Around France there are spots where you can pull off the highway or tollway or freeway where you can go to the loo, stroll around, have a picnic…generally places to revive after a long drive. They are great and generally … Continue reading →

The thing with Doreen, our in-car SatNav, is her need to warn you about non-existent things. She is forever reporting accidents and roadworks that just never eventuate. This is particularly true of roadworks. It seems like every few kilometres she … Continue reading →

Today we decided to finish our day off in Aubeterre-sur-Dronne because we’d heard there was a pretty good church there. Two, actually. So, having driven around the countryside looking for Romanesque churches, we finally arrived in the hilltop town of … Continue reading →

I misheard Mirinda today. She was telling me how she’d like to die lying in a field, looking up at a perfect blue sky (like the one today). She then said that if she died in a hospital I was … Continue reading →

Today’s title comes courtesy of Mirinda who made the comment about me while I stared off at a massive ploughed field quite near the chateau we’re staying in. Breakfast this morning was something of a giant undertaking. We went to … Continue reading →

I would easily class Brantome as one of the loveliest places we’ve ever been to. From the tiny medieval lanes to the hand cut river running round it, Brantome is a delight. We popped over because it’s not far from … Continue reading →

I’ll never understand why the French are happy to put up with squat toilets. Beijing I understand but the French? It’s beyond me. But that’s what greets you at Chateau Villandry. The house and gardens are so lovely that it … Continue reading →

Another fine sailing saw us arrive in St Malo early Saturday morning. Getting our stuff together we set off for the self service for my essential coffee. While sitting charging my phone using my egg, we were joined by a … Continue reading →

Little did this pair of innocent faces know what was in store for them. When I left them at the kennel, Emma really didn’t like me leaving her. Her tail went down and a deep sadness was in her eyes. … Continue reading →