Slummimg it near St Tropez

It's Tony's turn to write the blog, but he says it will be too boring. I agree that staying here in Cavalaire does not make for interesting reading, but it's great here for campers (and glampers). Cavalaire itself lacks the charm of other old Provencal towns, with their narrow streets and gorgeous little squares. The town here is very modern and bland, and completely dedicated to sun worshipping. The port is full of yachts that belong to the very rich; we are only a little way from St Tropez! However, many residents here are of a certain age. It's a bit like Cleveleys in the sun. They are more well heeleed, and very tanned, and it's fun to sit at a cafe and watch them all go by. They also stand stock still in the sea, with the water at waist height - a bit like living imitations of the Gormley statues at Crosby!

Our campsite is actually in the town, near to the harbour, which is so convenient for us! There are plenty of food shops, and there was a market the other day. However, it was seriously pricey! I don't suppose you can expect a bargain on the Cote d'Azure! The site itself is great, apart from the iffy wi-fi. Most people seem to come to sit and tan themselves at the pool, but Tony and I are past that. However, newly liberated by his Speedos, Tony goes for a swim at lunchtime every day, while the French people eat their long lunches and the pool is quiet. I haven't been in a pool for years, but it is so hot that I have caved in. I am afraid of the water once more, but it is fun bobbing about in the cool water. Also, the jacuzzi is wonderful! We are really living it up! We spend the afternoon reading in the shade, and go for a walk by the harbour in the evenings! A proper holiday.

However, we are moving on a little way up the coast, to La Croix, on Thursday, as we have camping cheques to use up. If we can't get in there, we are going to Avignon, and then on to Beaumes, Tony's favourite village. In the meantime we are enjoying our stay here. Love to all family and friends.