In 1984 we pushed the boat out slightly and went to two new places. First off we we went down to the Vendee and St Jean de Monts – unusual because my dad quite disliked driving and this was further. Then we went back up to Brittany, but to Carnac this time.
I have to admit I didn’t find the standing stones in Carnac massively interesting…
St Jean de Monts was nice – a lovely walk through a pine wood to get to the beach and then mile upon mile (sorry, kilometre upon kilometre) of sandy beach.
