Left early to go to Montpelier– so far my favourite French city. Was going to meet up with sister Maggie,

Long walk in the sunshine up behind the town.  Saw a maison for sale – lots of land but the

Walked into Ste Anastasie and bought freshly baked baguettes and a croissant which we ate an hour later with local

Market day in Brignoles. Walked quickly through the still closed chilly streets to a large open square to discover not

Woke up to a gallery of Neils iPad sketches which will be used on his new website. They are so

After an almost alcohol free night we were up with the birds. The first day of the new year has

We left for the last long part of the journey south in good fettle. Took an age to get past

Slept well and up early to start the drive to Lyon – or Lion as the sat nav called it. 

Driving south on a sunny winter day, reaching Folkestone, pootling through the tunnel, we emerge like burrowing coypus in Calais.