So we left Il de Re this morning, after stopping to buy moules and ille de re wine… Can you tell what dinner was?

We needed to head down the coast to our new home for a couple of days. We are now staying near to Blaye. We looked online at what there was to do and were really underwhelmed, basically nothing! We decided to come the direct route to minimise travel time for the children. The road was lined with vine yards and sunflowers and little else, can you imagine a better crop?

When we arrived it felt like we were in the Deep South of America. The site was overgrown and full of interesting characters. We felt a little unsure of what we’d walked into, and sure if why there were spaces where all around we’re full. We got set up, but on reflection for €19 per night including electric it seems a bargain. The loos have paper (although are proper French squatters!) and the park is lovely AND there is a pool.

We had a little bike ride to the local lake, which was amazing, much like the previous lake we went to, but with a little farm etc. we took gangsta granny and laid for an hour reading the book…

We pedalled back and whilst I prepared the dinner the children and stew went to the pool. Dinner really was delicious, with the ile de re moules cooked in their wine and some French bread made from the fleur de sel from the area.

That’s about all to report apart from penny having a verified wobbly tooth. More tomorrow!