This was the first of our three holidays on French campsites where we just couldn't find anywhere on the site we would rather have been (move your mouse over the picture to see where our caravan was). Anywhere closer to the shop would not have been next to the river; anywhere closer to the entrance would not have had a fence between us and the river (James had a worried moment when he thought Matthew had thrown his lemur into the river, but the fence saved the lemur as well as Matthew). As well as providing a beautiful view, and a freshness to the air, the river also offered plenty of wildlife. The boys enjoyed feeding the ducks each day with the previous day's stale bread, and counting the ducklings. One busy mother duck appeared to have as many as 9 ducklings. At night, we spotted fireflies and looked out for bats. There was even a hedgehog visiting us one evening. We ate at the campsite restaurant twice during the week, with two very different experiences. The first time we had an unfriendly, slow waiter who didn't seem to have heard that the French were supposed to like children. The second waiter was a complete contrast - helpful, friendly, efficient. If we'd had him the first night we may have eaten out more often. The food itself was delicious, although the portions were just a bit small. Outside the restaurant was a stage area, with entertainment some nights. When there was no entertainment provided, the boys made their own, as you can see James and Matthew ran their own karaoke! Two years ago James was still very much attached to our side when we were out. Now, both boys quickly make friends. They already seem very good with the girls - James and Kerry arranged liaisons at the swimming pool, and Matthew quickly found a dancing partner for the Celtic music evening.