The French really take pride in looking after their communities, keeping everywhere smart and tidy. But when two petrol brushcutters rev up to tidy the car park at 08:15 it's taking their national motto, Libertie, Egalitie et Fraternitie, a little too much on the libertie!

Nick decides not to get the chair off, instead we leave 'les strimmeurs' to their work and drive around the headland to view the rocks, sea and flowers, before heading back inland.

Approaching Douarnanez [twinned Falmouth] all is not well. Mary*Lou is feeling a bit underpowered and when pressed on some of the steep hills she changes down and throws out more black smoke than the Torrey Canyon. On the dual carriageway she runs past 70mph no problem but clearly there's a fuel/air mix problem.

More smokescreens hauling up from Chateaulin and through Sizun until we drop into St Thegonnec and find the free [again] aire.

We have a restful afternoon and Ali walks up to the Tourist Office to get info about the Parish Clos [rhymes with gloss] towns around the area; St Thegonnec, Sizun, Pleyber-Christ to name a few.

In the evening a pizza van arrives [Nick's kind of motorhome] so we decide to support the local traders and enjoy a very good 'quatre saisons' avec beaucoup de cote du Rhone. Hic.

Mary*Lou has been belching all day so we join her.