Holidays...part 10

Monday

In the dungeon

Another grey morning and unfortunately it didn’t clear all day, however, it didn’t rain so we can’t complain too much, it was a bit on the cold side though.

We decided to head to Concarneau today.  Both of us were really taken by the town.  Matt suffered from déjà vu so thinks he’s been here before.  I think I have been here before, but didn’t get any memory jolts, so figure either I haven’t or it was when I was too small to remember.

First stop was a market which was full of delights : food, clothes, local nik nacks and reinforced umbrellas – the reinforced umbrella stall was doing really well – we were tempted but remembered we already have a big umbrella at home from Japan.

Help!

The main attraction of Concarneau is the Ville Close – a fortified island which is accessible via two bridges.  You can walk around most of it’s walls which are very thick, very old and full of crenellations – only the dungeons were missing and it would make a good castle! 

We walked as far round one side as we could and managed to bump into our tent neighbours from Normandy – the lovely Emma and her family, so we had a little catch up.  We then split up and headed for lunch.  Lo and behold! We both independently chose the same restaurant – at least we didn’t realise until we had both been served!  Lunch was a tartiflette and a dauphinoise gallete for Matt and me which we shared and a crepe with honey for Tom.  We were all very happy.

Time for hospital

We then continued down the main road, looking in shops, Matt finally got himself a second pair of shorts and a new shirt (he almost went for a Breton stripy jumper too) and we browsed the lovely looking biscuiteries and chocolate shops, found a shop dedicated to lovely looking dried fruit (we couldn’t resist) and an amazing sweet shop (once again we couldn’t resist!)

We then walked along the ramparts on the other side of the island and found ourselves at a creperie – so had crepe and a drink for afternoon tea before heading back down the main street back to the car.

Buying the essentials

We then headed back home via Carrefour Market for cidre, beer, bbq meats and cheese.  As we didn’t need much – Tom did the trolley pushing with a Tom sized trolley.  He was delighted to help, maybe a little too delighted – I’ve got bruised heels as a result of him walking too fast behind me!  We then returned to the campsite.  I made chicken curry (I know, I know it’s not at all French – but it is our family’s favourite meal).  Tom went to spend the reminder of his holiday money on a set of boules and played boules with Matt.  He did ask if the 5 year old twins in the cabin opposite wanted to play but they weren’t interested.  However, their 18 year old half sister, Amy was very interested, so she played with him instead.

Frisbeeing

We then had dinner of curry, then a game of Top Trumps – again the person who lost first had to do the washing up, and again it was me who lost – humpfh – I really am not liking this new rule!  We then played Uno – I won 3 games in a row – maybe we should transfer the rule to Uno rather than Top Trumps!!!!!

After that Tom went outside to join in a game of frisbee with Amy and her Dad.  He held his own with them – he really is a natural sportsman (he won all the boules matches too!).  They played for a good hour / hour and a half .  In the end we called it a day – and once again he was in bed late.  Should sleep well tonight!