Back Where We Left Off

When something starts off badly it’s always a good sign; usually anyway. As we set out on our trip to mainland Europe I was delighted to learn that I had forgotten an important piece of paperwork so we had to go back and get it - not too far away but the Fluffy one was not impressed. We were equally thrilled when we clipped the wing mirror on a similarly thrilled (I presume) van and both our tail lights decided to fail.
It all boded very well and the notion of ‘never two without three’ was complete.
Our Eurotunnel crossing on Friday 22nd was without incident and we headed off to where we had spent our last night on our trip last year, Le Crotoy. We were tempted back by the fabulous seafood, amazing sea views from the Aire (motorhome parking) and the proliferation of dog poo (actually you can scrap the last one - I put that in just to amuse myself).
If you ever find yourselves there and you love french seafood you must go to the restaurant, Le Mascaret. Three courses for 30 euros and you won’t need to eat again for a hundred years (slight exaggeration there). The village fromager recommended it so thanks go to him. His cheese was pretty good as well.
Oh, and I found my dream home along the seafront but Fluffy won’t let me buy it.

My dream home - it looks much better in real life

Poo dodging

Picking up scraps

View from Dickie’s window