Frites in a field

After leaving Oradour we set off once again. I spied a friterie in a field of Gladioli and thought we should stop for a snack. Soon after we found ourselves deep in a forest. LOST. The gps thing was of no use the voice was just getting more and more hysterical, just when we were getting a little worried we found our way back on to the motorway. We were very relieved when we eventually found Robin sitting in the garden of the cottage awaiting our arrival.