Tournon-Saint-Martin, France
We wake early and it is much warmer this morning than recent nights.
Ali visits the shop and buys bison cassoulet and saucisson then we say goodbye to the French couple we have been with for two nights and set off for Saint Savin.
When we arrive in the town centre it is almost deserted, the huge central square lined with pollarded trees has only a dozen or so cars in it and we can park right beside the abbey.
The abbey’s church is famous for its paintings, a...