Vive Biarritz...!

Cleverly we avoided the promised downpour by staying in bed and after a lazy breakfast in a cafe round the corner from the hotel we managed all of ten miles on the bike today up the coast to Biarritz. 

More sun, sea and sand - Oh! How one grows weary of this tiresome soleil.... Not to mention wealthy blinged-up Savvoners from Essex with their blinged-up kids. 

Fortunately, Yvonne has an M&S carrier bag to mix it with the best of them. Imagine if it had been a Primark bag? We'd have had to relinquish our embittered Northener status and be forced to watch re-runs of that popular 1980's televisual feast, Eastenders, until we muttered "Leave Im, Graant, 'E ain't werf it..."
Ooh, a Look! - a microbus...!
Yet another Menu du Jour/del Dia - steak again and cod for yer Ma and onwards to another bar before retiring to our budget cell, sorry, room.