I spy Fred & Barney

QUINSON.

P can't find his toothbrush this morning meaning that we turn the van upside down (not literally, of course). It turns out that R had used it and put it in her wash bag,. Hers was in her coat pocket. Oh, the drama retired people endure!

We drive to Rousillon, in the Vacleuse. R was taken here by her landlord's family when she lived in Sisteron. It's the home of ochre, the red and yellow dye,. The cliffs around the village are multi-coloured.

On to Quinson and the free Aire. we move around the car park to ensure that we are within the rules. It doesn't seem to bother the other Aire users.

There is a museum of prehistory and an exhibition of the different types of dwelling throughout the period up to 2,500 years' BC.

R practices her keyboarding skills before bedtime. Who says old people don't know how to enjoy themselves?