The €6 we paid to Saint-André-sur-Vieux-Jonc proved to be good value. The village was as quiet as it possible to want and we both slept well. Our journey today was fast and routine. It also began to prepare us for…

The French apparently know how to celebrate. Our little aire promised to give us a lovely peaceful night’s sleep. It was in a small village, near no main roads, what could go wrong. I told you in yesterday’s blog that…

We had a last minute discussion yesterday about whether we should delay our departure from Fontvieille for a couple of days, due to the continuing beautiful weather, and then charge up the expensive French motorways or stick with our plan…

An English couple moved onto the campsite yesterday and set up only three pitches from us. The lady of the couple is, vocally, the reincarnation of Hilda Ogden*. Her shrill, Mancunian voice has been echoing across the empty campsite for…