Surprisingly we are first up this morning, the three French couples sleeping in for longer.

It is bright and sunny as we drive towards the Cote d'Amor, reaching the coast at Treguier and stopping on the harbour-side. Ali has a quick look around the town, sort of doing a recce for a future visit. It is classical Breton architecture; hard stone buildings, pointed slate rooves, turrets and tudor-style wod framing. We refuel at Super-U for €1.11/ltr, [about 79p] then drive on towards Perros Guirec. The fields of cut hay are golden and there are masses of purple and mauve hydrangeas. From Perros Guirec the 'Pink Ganite Coast' really lives up to its name, the rocks glowing in the sunshine and glistening where the green sea and white spray splashes over them.

Continuing along, there are numerous viewpoints to stop and admire this rugged coastline; le Ile Grande and the long white beaches, Tregastel, and atTrebeurden there are two pipers down on the beach, the skirl of their Celtic pipes moaning up across the cliffs for all to hear.

St Michel en Greve is familiar to us, we stopped here for lunch once and were treated to a roadside view of the Tour de France as it raced through. Like that day, the sea has receded to almost out of sight leaving the huge beach tinged green with algae. Just around the headland a flotillla? of land yachts speed across the hard sand, sails wobbling and clashing as they stream around the markers.

Finally we head south, inland to Plougat Moysan and a Passion we enjoyed last year, Le Puits de Jeane. There is time for a walk into the village and back before we go to the restaurant where, as last time, Kig Ha Farz is on the menu. This traditional Breton dish consists of carrot and cabbage broth followed by a casserole of pork meat with far noir and far blanc and caramelised onions. A couple bottles of the house's own cidre helps it all down before home made ice cream and ginger biscuits are forced into any remaining gaps.

Digestion does not take place easily.