I suppose it would come as no suprise that they wanted to come and stay over for a night en route. The chance to stay with Dad, who has a pub looked like too good an opportunity to miss.
However miss it they nearly did as James, highly organised, very intelligent, plans to the nth degree, was found to be taking the convoy to the other Champniers 100kms away!!
The evening was very warm,the terrace was full and the atmosphere was great. We cooked them a dinner (hopefully to remember)together with a rather large bottle each of Desperados. They were introduced to "Barry the Brit" who was eating here that night and offered autographs. ( He had intended eating in Civray but had got lost)
We must also thank them for their help in the kitchen, washing up and clearing away.
They all slept around the house and were treated to, in most cases their first taste of, a french country thunder storm. The thunder was very loud and like storms do here, went round in circles, just when you think it's finished, it comes rolling back.
Breakfast was fresh croissants from the boulanger, eggs from a customer and off.
They travelled from us to Biarritz, then to San Sebastian, across Spain to valencia where they threw the tomatoes. then to Alicante where they had arranged to scrap the cars and fly home.
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