We strapped the brolly to my bike and the picnic to Arthur's and set off for the banks of the Loire.
Lisa and Merri followed on foot to join us for some brilliant paddling and swimming. It's a hot day and we've just returned to camp. Arthur has immediately disappeared on his bike and Merri is playing with her toys along with a little Dutch friend in the shade.
We're debating whether to go out for dinner or whether to brave margarita'n'diesel pizzas again.
[little know fact: all Dutch children are called Mattias, Simon or Sara.]
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