The day started with a quick pack up, I think that moving the day before’s move helped speed things up and we were off the pitch by 10.

We went into the supermarket for essentials, you know… like wine and orangina!

We headed the short distance to lie de re.  We had only just managed to secure the last pitch (unfortunately without electric), and as we turned up, so did the Turners.  Our pitch wasn’t ready yet so we got the bikes off and headed out.  Sue had bought a picnic so we went into Saint Martin de Re to see the beautiful people with scarfs on in the summer and work out where we would eat when we are millionaires!  The ride was lovely on the flat cycle paths, and only about 5km into the town.  We stopped in the park and had lunch before having a meander around the port.  We went on to the back streets and found the tower we had found a few years ago which was exciting for the children… our children can’t remember going there before and we all enjoyed the panoramic views of the city and the trip up the rickety steps to the top.

We headed down after the bells told us (very loudly) that it was 2pm.  We followed our noses back to La Flotte where we were camping and found a beach for the children to play on.  The tide was on its way out and left some rock pools to be explored.  We got ready and headed back into the town for an ice-cream, it was well timed at the moment when Fraser got a flat tyre.

We made it back to the campsite and onto our pitch.  We are literally next to the pool and the bar (bar with terrible entertainment!) so the scamps had a swim.  We had a  quick bbq for dinner before all getting an early night..  I don’t know who was more tied, us or the children!