To reassure readers of my previous blog, Kim did arrive on the amended schedule on Saturday and we were able to cover the 540 k to our French home without incident, so we have resumed our life from the Sunday. I have been reflecting on the large number of times we have covered this route over the years.....
Do other readers have our habit of mentally ticking off the various high points of the voyage? We have a mental list of sights which punctuate the trip. The first is just after leaving the ferry port, an ancient and dilapidated Second World War tank, abandoned by the side or the road as you leave Roscoff to start the drive south. There are many others, for example, shortly after the tank, a roundabout harbours a red double-decker London bus! Further down-road, the sight is what we call the spewing dolphin, a stone dolphin fountain, the water spouting from his mouth, a weird effect which has always amused us. Later, at Lamballe, it is the flying saucer, a futuristic wooden building always impressive. Much later, crossing the Loire, the final and most impressive checkpoint is the ' JC' bridge, an enormously high suspension bridge, our name for which derives from the blasphemous exclamation called up when we first saw it!
But back to the tank. It stands beside the road, a Sherman tank, casualty of General Patton's campaign to reconquer northern France. I don't believe it was damaged locally, but was brought in from elsewhere to advertise the Second World War museum that was situated behind it at the time. When we first passed it around 1990, it stood proudly , it's sandy paint pristine, and in good condition with its tracks complete. Now it is a sad sight, paint flaking and stripped of its tracks by some petty scrap metal thief.....as you can see by my header shot. A shame that Roscoff town can't afford some minor refurbishments or at least a coat of paint to restore an item which has always spelt out Roscoff as we passed!
Bye for now, going to enjoy the feeling of being home again.