Monday 8th July 2002
We told them that we were planning on going to the Aquarium to see the fish. 'I like fish' said Lucy 'I can eat lots of them in my tummy'. In the end, dispirited by the dullness of the day and a bad night's sleep, we don't get ourselves moving until really late afternoon (Emma has to get her jewellery on).
Well it's the most miserable day ever. We drive in thick mist to Plouhinec to the Ecomarche and then visit the Bricomarche where the high spot of the day is the pets' corner with hamsters, budgerigars and fish. I can't really say much more about today... Lucy summed it up nicely on the way back to the gite by asking repeatedly 'where's our holiday?' - where indeed...