We had a relatively short day ahead, our destination was Belves in the Perigord/Dordogne area, passing a number of Bastides the buildings becoming noticeably older.
This part of the holiday was the one the girls were really looking forward to. We had stayed in the same campsite a few years previous - unlike most of the municipal sites we normally stay in this one had pools, a children's club and activities. I normally have a huge allergic reaction to such places but this site is different and the people who run it work hard to make it a very personal (rather than commercial) experience. Importantly the girls (who by now had endured nearly 2000 miles crammed in the back of an Austin Seven for 9 hours a day) loved the place!
The owners greeted us like long-lost friends and proudly directed us to the very same spot we had camped previously. We would be here for the week the girls went off to feed the animals, Tanya read her book and I slumped into my hammock with a glass of Ricard and "real" ice to cool it!
This area is rich with histrionical sites, chateaus and fortified towns - we explored.
That evening I made contact with Winston Teague who was holidaying nearby with his family and friends. they had three Chummies with them so we arranged to meet up at Beaumont the next day.
The town had a huge Brocante on and Winston purchased some deck chairs to compliment his car!
I was introduced to the legendary quincaillerie at Beaumont (see here:
http://espritdepays.com/dordogne/des-hom...u-perigord) which sells everything from lamp wicks to a special pig"s collar for hunting truffles! After we picnicked beneath the trees and headed to Monpazier - the beautiful bastide.
Bargain hunt was still on and Mr Marsh could not help himself leaving with this "bargain"!!
We left our friends to continue their holiday and waived them off at the crossroads - it was quite a site to see a Chummy with four people and a boar's head roar by then disappear into the distance!
Back at camp the giant frog had made his appearance and was leading the children around the site with lanterns and off to their disco!
I checked that my Ricard was not Absinth and decided it was bedtime!