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 the aire at Nozay has electricity even if we need to pay, but we've been 30 days with free stops [excluding purchases on the Passions] so it's not bad.

As we head west around Angers we leave the vineyards behind us and it's not long before we are in the leafy lanes of Brittany with its familiar stone and slate. It's a easy journey and we reach Nozay at 13:00 park and plug in ready to charge everything. But despair sets in when we find no power points are working.

Ali checks the notice board; nothing to say 'off in winter' so she rings the Marie. None of this 'press 1 for roads - 2 for rubbish - 3 for electricity'. Straight through to a person on the second ring. Within 10 minutes a man in a van turns up and 10 minutes later we are connected to the grid.

The afternoon is quiet, with 8 more vans arriving and plugging in blissfully unaware that the electric only works because of Ali's phone call.