Oh dear oh dear. Overfaced!After a morning’s vacuuming and washing we reckoned we deserved a treat. So a roundabout journey via Ste Cécile found us in Villedieu at exactly 12. A table was secured on the corner by the tree and lunch was ordered - entrecôte frites salade x 2. Delicious.
The service as always prompt and smiling. Only fly in the ointment a Dutch/other Northern family with two tinies by the fountain. The elder of which - a girl of course - totally undisciplined and a pain. Ripping her clothes off, lashing baby bro with them, having a tantrum and generally bad news! Parents took bugger all notice and let her wander across the road, get under the feet of waitresses.. As you can imagine, my smacking hand was itching! She’d have been marched off and incarcerated in the car if I’d had anything to do with it. Thankfully they departed and we weren’t greatly troubled.Once home I slumped on the sofa to snore away the afternoon😉
