The end of the Loire

We had drinks on our last night, and David and Dianne, our landlords, came over. So did Susie and Andy, and they brouoght ....

..... a cake, which the Birthday Boy proptly blew out.

Then Anne attempted the Dutch version of the Normandy Blackberrying Dance, with singular results.

And in steady drizzle, with heavy hearts, we left beautiful downtown Merton for the bright lights and fleshpots of Chalons-en-Champagne.