Friday 28 September 2012

Renovation project - sightseeing and sad goodbyes Sunday 23rd September 2012


Renovation project - sightseeing and sad goodbyes Sunday 23rd September

Yesterday was spent trying to visit the whole of Huelgoat, the surrounding area and the rest of Brittany, not easy in a day, but we had a good go!

The morning was spent in the enchanted forest which is beautiful, we still haven’t got further than the trembling rock, lots of photo opportunities and hair raising moments, as I have said before health and safety in France is very different to England, which means a small metal ladder and a few handrails are all that is required to go down to the La Grotte du Diable!

La Grotte du Diable, Huelgoat, Brittany, Francce


La Grotte du Diable Huelgoat, Brittany, France


La Grotte du Diable Huelgoat, Brittany, France


The Enchanted Forest Huelgoat, Brittany, France

The Trembling Rock Huelgoat, Brittany, France

The Trembling Rock Huelgoat, Brittany, France


Next stop is Morlaix where the cakes amaze both of them, not sure if it took 3 or 4 hours for them to choose one each, another coffee in a cafe and a spot of lunch, we go for something small as we are planning to have a big dinner, this proves to be impossible as a ham sandwich comes on half a baguette!


Cakes from Morlaix, Brittany France


Cakes from Morlaix, Brittany France


Cakes from Morlaix, Brittany France

Next in line is Roscoff, where more time is spent at a pavement cafe, they French way of life is something that is very easy to fall into. Whilst at this cafe a couple come to talk and ask us if we have heard anything about our ferry, to which we reply , no we live here, still can’t get used to that! It’s such a good feeling.
Brest is next where the favourite hobbies are put in to practice, shopping and coffee at yet more cafes, it’s a hard life!

coffee at a pavement cafe, Morlaix, Brittany, France


coffee at a pavement cafe, Morlaix, Brittany, France


We drive back to Huelgoat as John did not want to eat and then have to drive home, so off to Crepuscule for another steak and pizza, we have to say if you come to Huelgoat, le Crepuscule is a must, their steaks and Pizza’s are second to none. Micki the owner is a very French lady until you hear her speak English; she has a very broad Rochdale accent (we are convinced she is Sarah Cox). This is something we have found quite often, people speak fluent French and sound French but somehow do not lose the English accent when they revert to English.

Kayleigh and I head back to Sheila and Brian’s and Rachael goes back to the house with John. The weekend is almost over!

Sunday morning is spent filling up on a big breakfast and a final walk around the town and lake. Then it’s all over and we’re in the car heading back to the airport, this is where we realise there is a bit of a problem, I am not the most organised person and I have mixed the times up, we are aiming to get there as the gates closes not the 40 minutes before, the weather is awful and I am telling John he has to make time up on the journey! The next conversation is that there is another flight in a couple of days, I’m quite happy!
We arrive at the airport 10 minutes after we think the gates have closed so a mad panic running into the airport, and up to the desk, the tickets are brought out and we realise that I had completely messed up on the times and the time I thought was gates closed was actually the time to arrive, so now we have 30 minutes to say goodbye properly, phew!

We watch the plane take off and then head home, deflated, heartbroken the house suddenly seems very empty and quiet again (I also miss going to sit at Sheila’s and Brian’s in the evening, it had a lovely couch, rugs and lots of glasses!)



We sit up very late tonight as when we go to bed, it really does mean the weekend is over, we love you both so much and miss you even more. This is something that will take a long time to get used too.

Top tips
  1. 1.       Check the plane tickets carefully before heading to the airport
  2. 2.       Do not put the plane tickets in the boot of the car!
  3. 3.       If you are going to move abroad, you will miss your children more than words can ever say

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