Sorry if this comes a little late, I was just doing the YMCA with Grunkle on some random bridge in Chinon during a wedding... The band was awful, the stares I got for dancing through the street doing the appropriate dance moves were wonderful.
Despite being in the Loire Valley with the Famous Vins De Loire Valley I didn't indulge in dinner. No, this was just exhuberance, and generally partying with one's grandparents. Everyone ought to try it sometime. DA=18
It's been a great day. We visited/biked through a lovely town called Huismes (pronounce how you see fit) and have been turning to the mothercountry for a dose of "elevensies" and "tea." Darlings, elevensies is the new lunch. It's THE BEST.
We've also had a spurt of calorie counting from Shporty, leading us to shout with enTHUsiasm as he bikes along, "Look out! He's burning calories!"
Quite the motivator.
We've not been biking very hard, I'm afraid. Every couple of miles, a particular Granny finds a lovely clump of blackberries and of course once we've have some berries we get out all our snacks and have a go at it for the next 20 minutes. Despite many lessons on gear changing, we still find ourselves puffing and walking up hills. Blackberries tend to grow in these places.
We also visited the Chateau de Usse, which inspired the sleeping beauty story. The inside was full of many mannequins and small children with the cutest accents.
"Papa, if we're very good, can we have a chocolate when we get out?"
"How good will you be?"
(child thinks for a second) "I won't pick my nose, ALL afternoon."
Dearest papa, I would take that deal.
This evening we had a SPLENDID meal filled with curry chicken and various ice creams. To quote Granny Peppa-
"I was, as they say, drooling."
One final quote before I take a long awaited shower.
"I date oxymorons."
"I date morons."
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