Another 400 miles took us to the lovely little town of Bethune for our last stop before home. We are staying in the attic of a rather lovely house, very stylish. It’s only misfortune is being next door to a McCain factory and the consequent smell of chips, but it seems that they stop frying at night. So we wandered into the centre of town for our meal and had what was probably the best meal we have had all holiday, albeit we might have been in Belgium to look at, it is only 20 miles away. A lovely end to a lovely holiday.
Groovy Word of the day: felicity