Au Reviour Ilminster

On Friday we said a fond farewell to our little house and waved goodbye to Zola and our neighbours who had turned out en masse to wave us off. I must admit, it was a surreal moment and one that will stick in my mind for a while! We are so grateful to our neighbours for their well wishes and support. One of them even gave us a "glad you are buggering off" present, which was meant in the nicest possible way!!! So with a tear in my eye, we set off to Auntie Dot and Uncle Len's in Camberley for the night. It was so lovely to see them again, and Jasper and Maya were thrilled with the little Bon voyage presents they received for the journey. I must say that it's lovely to be supported every step of the way and to feel encouraged that this mad idea is actually everyone's life ambition. We are quite literally living the dream. Last night though was another story. No campsite that we found through Romney to Folkestone (via Dymchurch and Hythe) had a vacancy for us with our rather large motorhome, so after a 50 mile round trip we ended up almost back where we started and paid £15 for the night to stay in a lovely pitch, lovely flat shaded landscaped plot, but with awful facilities which I will not describe as you will honestly wonder how I managed!!! Even Ed felt that I deserved a medal for bravery for using the showers! Needless to say, we will not be staying there again! EVER! Today we have crossed La Manche via the tunnel and I navigated our way through the rolling French countryside to reach our first port of call near Boulogne. The site is huge, with all sorts of activities going on, pétanque in the middle of the road for example, and now as I type and prepare supper, Ed and the children are swimming in the open air pool. Some guys have all the fun!!! But life is good. Thanks for reading. 

Clare 

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