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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... br> It was time to go home. We had to catch the ferry back from Le Havre at 12md on Friday. Between us and there was 300+ miles. Even though Will has performed really well it was too much to ask to knock out that distance in one day on a motorised razor blade. I'd already decided to split it over 2 days – Quimperle to Fougeres and then on Thursday to Le Havre.
I’d picked a really good ...
... Gaulle in some variation, Avenue, Rue, Boulevard.
It got to the point where I thought, "Have I hit a time lapse, I'm sure I've done this before".
Like Scoody Doo running down the corridor - plant, clock, picture, plant, clock, picture... Ground Hog Day on steroids.
Eventually we passed Vannes and went further inland away from the De Gaulle fan club. I needed a ...
We decided last night that we would have another day with the Quentels. So after a fitful night's sleep and a morning's heavy blogging, Annie came and picked us up at 1pm.
When we arrived at their house Will wanted to see the river at the bottom of the garden. 'No problem, why not?' says I. I haven't been down to the bottom of their garden for 30 odd years and admittedly the ...
... Quimperle where she duly picks us up at 7pm to go back for supper.As usual they have the knack of turning something simple into a culinary extravaganza.Kick off with aperitifs - Ricard for me n Will.
Starters is Coquilles St Jacques, main course is really tender pork, French fries and some sort of carrot stew, viennetta for pudding followed by bread n cheese. All lovingly washed down with 3 different bottles of wine.Then out comes Li-Li's home made hooch with a pear in the ...
... main course monsieur?"
I'd spotted andouilette and knew from Bucko's experience it was **** in a bag, didn't want that. So by a process of elimination of disgusting stuff I went for 'langue de boeuf' - as did Will. Now I know that means beef tongue and I've had ox tongue at home, admittedly it was post war Britain, rationing was still on, it did come out of a tin, and my mum made me eat it, so thought cant' be that bad.
The salad ...