Day 3 - Chur, Switzerland to some where on the border with Italy
Day 5 - St Aygulf, French Riviera, spent many happy days here as a teenager.
Day7 - somewhere in France, forgot to take a hotel photo, who knows where we were?
By this time my kilo of yarn was looking fairly manky and I decided I was cursed as far as wavey and alpaca/silk went.
But then it could be because I was knitting rather than crocheting, I find crochet much easier and can make very complicated medallion thingies. So I started crocheting and below you can see the result, I am still going horrifically wrong, should have 7 stitches in between the increase and decrease, sometimes its 7 or 8 or 6 or even 5.
And about 7 inches up I decided to turn it into a jumper instead of a cardi - now I am really going wrong as I joined the 2 edges together and am crocheting in a round, have decided I don't care anymore, am just going to finish and wear it! I suspect the points will turn into stripes in the next few inches......


The Mohair goats looked remarkably like Ted Bad Poodle when we haven't got around to cutting his fur for a couple of months, of course he is brown and doesn't have horns, but they even had the same expression of resigned misery with the world, I guess they don't eat live rabbits and sleep on the sofa when you are not looking.



Then of course the ubiquitous pom pom cosy, not very exciting, but had to be done.
And then due to the fact I have bought a trillion wooden beads wholesale, don't know what I will do with them, but love beads.
Have now moved to crochet, think I like crochet better than knitting, only one stitch to drop, stupid me didn't work out the basic cosy first and after starting too small to get it over the pot, I had to pull it down and add some more stitches. Decided to add an extra 10, why I don't know as I only needed an extra inch and with 3 stitches to the inch.....

Drove through Strasbourg in the rush over, over the Rhine into Germany, I got to drive the autobahn with my little fat foot firmly on the floor, 100 mph in the slow lane, could have spent the rest of my life driving around Germany on the autobahn eating up petrol.
A German service station (told you the photos were exciting!)
Over the top of the Bodensee, through the cherry orchards, if only we were a few weeks later....
Into Austria
A quick supermarket stop for Austria cough syrup, DH decided he had man flu! Through Leicenstein, into Switzerland.
Ended up in Chur for the night, couldn't find a hotel, even though we looked for about an hour, eventually ended up at an Ibis in the McDonalds pyramid, the ground floor was McDonalds, the top of the building a hotel, its on the industial estate on the way out of town, wish I had taken a photo...... Certainly an experience not to be missed

Roof down for the first time - French autoroute layby about 50 kilometres out of Calais on the road to Reims, as you can see Homer decided to park in the lorry section - why I don't know!
Spent the afternoon sauntering eastwards towards Strasbourg, nothing too exciting just enjoying the landscape, stopped for a cafe break in Verdun.

Found the first hotel really easily, evening meal at a local resturant and as you can see another photo of the zoom, our one bag of luggage just fitting in the very small boot which is already half full with the spare tyre.



They are spending a few weeks on holiday from their field in the barn opposite my backdoor, always ready for a chat, although the conversation is quite limited.
And then I took some photos of the wool drying on the racks, even though the green and blue are our new silks, which are so gorgeous I could eat them.
Ho Hum back to being bored..................