The evenings rain is still threatening with thick mist and cuckoos are heard on the mist. Tim sees one on the way to the boulongerie for the morning croissants. An hour or so later we are packed and on our way to Guines. No not Guiness Ray hard luck!
The mist persists and through it across the fields we see hares and lapwings. But not much else in the cereal fields and potato fields on either side of us though a reasonable variety of wild flowers in the verges. A bar appears for coffee at an appropriate time and the day drags a little until we, at length approach Guines and our campsite around about 3pm.
This is a 5star site as proved by the presence of plugs in the washing sinks. And possibly a swimming pool a bar and restaurant. The restaurant we shall not use but the bar may provide a little internal embrocation.