Dinan shouldn’t be confused with Dinard. Although they sound similar, one is a lovely little Breton town near Saint-Malo, while the other is a lovely little Breton town near Saint-Malo. After leaving Perros-Guirec, we passed through the oyster fishing port of Saint-Brieuc, navigating through road closures, cobbled streets and a few one way signs that were almost certainly pointing in the wrong direction, before arriving … Continue reading Dinan, France
Every so often, we carefully pack the MG, I pretend to know what’s going on under the bonnet, declare that it’s ready for a long journey, then we set off to France. This time, it was towards the Côte de Granit Rose on the northern Breton coast. After arriving on the early ferry into Saint-Malo, we fired up the MG and headed towards Perros-Guirec, a … Continue reading Perros-Guirec, France
I lined the MG up with the ramp that led to the ferry and slowed to a stop. It was steep enough that you couldn’t see the top; just a wall of metal ahead of the car. Continue reading Saint-Malo and the Vendée, France
Introducing Heidi-Lee and Chris. Heidi-Lee is a South African food blogger; Chris is her fiancé and an all-round nice guy. Back in August, Nicola and I spent a bank holiday weekend camping with them on the edge of the New Forest in Hampshire. Continue reading The New Forest, England
A few months ago I bought a classic car. A 1974 MGB GT, to be exact. It’s blue, with chrome bumpers, wire wheels and a sunroof and I think it’s brilliant. The real question, however, is whether the MG would be brilliant enough to make it down to Cornwall on Friday, along steep coastal roads, and back to London in time for work on Monday morning. … Continue reading Devon and Cornwall, England
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