Around February time of this year there was the sound of stomping feet and the wail "I wanna go to France, I want SUNSHINE!" in our house. I had had enough of the cold and the rain and the horrible fear that we might not get a summer, again. As it happens we have had a lovely summer here in the UK but there is nothing like the feeling that you can go to bed after a beautiful day and know that there will be another one tomorrow. I am a sun seeking animal and I needed that certainty. Oh and France delivered. Merci beaucoup France.
The holiday itself was perfect, relaxing days, lots of lake swimming, lots of reading, simple fresh food, delicious red wine and peace. Exactly what my spoilt sounding February self needed.