Went out for a nice meal last night in St Lunaire, to a restaurant right on a point (Le Decole). Beautiful views across toward Dinard and St Malo. St Lunaire is somewhat like Dinard, but quieter still and with beautiful golden beaches. This part of the world really takes some beating, with the only English equivalent possibly being Cornwall.
Very tired last night, plus I was feeling achy, but we all had a terrible night's sleep. Alice simply would not go down. Plus it was very warm, and the hotel doesn't have air conditioning. Anyway, I woke up at 8:30, my aches and pains were gone but my throat felt like someone had rubbed it with sandpaper. Still, we all managed to rise for breakfast, even despite Jacqueline claiming only to have had two hours sleep.
Since breakfast, Alice and I have been beachcombing - Alice went out fully clothed and managed to get everything wet. Wonderful climbing on the rocks as the tide went out. We've just come back to the hotel, met up with a suitably refreshed Jacqueline and are now going to go out to St Malo and possibly on to Dinan this afternoon.