When you have a 25 year old automobile with English signs down the side and a noisy engine, you get a lot of strange looks when you chug up to places in France. However, this is nothing comapred with the (understandably) bemused faces that greeted us when we put ourselves on segways to take a […]

[If you are easily offended, a member of my girlfriend’s family or a potential future employer, please skip this post.] So I got all the way to Dijon without having to use a French standy-uppy-toilet-for-number-twos. I’m writing to you from the Dijon city municipal campsite which, as municipals go, is pretty good actually. Alas, in […]

We’re on our way to Switzerland, via Dijon, and stopped-off to eat our cheese cobs in the walled Medieval city of Langres. We took some arty shots to give you a view of the typical architecture of this region.

From day one, I’ve had a deep mistrust of one of the tyres that we were running on our camper; it just looked wrong. The tyre was the right model. The air pressure was right. It had just passed an MOT test. Yoko, our VW camper van, has been developing a new sound every day. […]

Woo hoo. I got Bartlett on a boat today, a catamaran sailboat at that. We’ve now left the Champagne region (we drank them dry) and have travelled south east to Lac Du Der. It’s the largest man made lake in Europe so there’s plenty of room for sailing, although not too much wind which is […]

I confess. It was me that added the Champagne region to our European route, mainly because I love the bubbly stuff and wanted to sample lots of it at source. And my dreams have come true. As a particular fan of Veuve-Clicquot the first thing I did when we got to France was to book […]

Squiffy’s dad had talked us through the concept of French Aires, which are essentially cut-down motorhome campsites at which you are entitled to stay for a couple of days without charge — local businesses sponsor the upkeep in the hope that you might throw some of your tourist Euros in their general direction (have a […]

Imagine driving on this piece of road at 30 mph — look for only a split-second: (Now scroll down.) . . . . If you were looking for a campsite in France, this is what you should have seen: Welcome to our world.

Driving through the Somme, we came across this military cemetery wherein some of the allied casualities of World War I and II had been laid to rest. We hadn’t planned to come here; fact is, we didn’t even know that our route took us through the historical frontline until we read the brochure in our […]