I am, though, just going to let you in on how we bravely fought our way through a seemingly impassible "circuit" (circular walk) when we reached our first sighting on this trip of the Nantes-Brest Canal:At this point the canal is actually the river Hyere, just before it meets with the slightly larger Aulne. It's deep and moderately swift flowing. It's the water on the right of the shot above.
Hmmm, should we try and wade this or should we turn back? Well, naturally, being slightly dim and with one half of the couple partially sighted, we carried on. L'Hyere is also the water on the right of the exceedingly handsome and intrepid gentleman with the white stick:Here it's the swirling deep muddy coloured stuff on Mrs The Millbrooker's right (so that's left of shot for anyone having trouble keeping up):Pleasingly we did, of course, survive this unaccustomed bout of derring-do and were to be found some time later enjoying a dinner of Dong's favourite pork by-product, Andouille de Guemene (the translation on this link is dodgy, but it gives a decent idea). That's chitterlings or pig's intestines rolled up into a sausage for the uninitiated; Dong, I'm sure, will use some interesting phraseology should anyone care to buy him a small supply of this delicacy for his upcoming birthday celebrations.That'll do for the holiday diaries - back to the usual drivel after this. Film Club reconvenes tomorrow...
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