The travellers have left before we are up. There isn't a scrap of litter or any sign they were here. If only our so-called travellers at home behaved this way. We say our goodbyes with Chris and Paul and leave together. Less than a mile we reach a roundabout and go our separate ways. Over the last few days we've parked in lots of shade and charged the wheelchair batteries twice, with the result that the leisure battery needs a good charge itself. We know th...

Maybe Etang Neuf is busy in summer but today it is one of those places that feels less populated than the south pole. The snow has gone and it’s a balmy 4C as we set off along attractive green countryside towards Corlay where Ali buys milk and bread. We have a good journey down the N12 with a lunch break at Carmoran aire de repose. As we park we see a chap sitting in the passenger seat of his car strumming his guitar and singing. We make up a song for him:...