Excalibur and the Frozen Pizza!

Today’s adventure took us to Tréhorenteuc, or more specifically to the magical forest of Brocéliande where the legend of King Arthur lives on. Its newest attraction is artist François Davin’s golden tree, L’Or de Brocéliande – which symbolises the enduring life of the ancient forest, which survived a five-day fire in 1990.

Is was greatly discussed as to whether these standing slate tiles were naturally occurring in this spot.


The Mirror Lake where the watery bint caught the sword, Excalibur after King Arthur threw it into the lake.


Arthur: I am your king!
Woman: Well I didn’t vote for you!
Arthur: You don’t vote for kings.
Woman: Well how’d you become king then?
Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering silmite
held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine
providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your
Dennis interrupting: Listen, strange women lyin’ in ponds distributin’
swords is no basis for a system of government! Supreme executive power
derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic


Once we walked through the forest, we climbed to the top to take in this lovely view.


Then it was back to our new best friend’s Yannik and Valerie’s pub for beers and wine.




We’ve been trying to go out for dinner in Brittany since we got here and tonight was going to be the night, except the little village where Yannik and Valerie’s pub is there are no restaurants, so we walked back to our château and up to another village – no restaurants open!  We even tried to buy pizzas from a random coin operated take away box on the street, but the lady from the supermarket came out and told us that it wasn’t working…. so frozen pizzas were purchased from the supermarket.

Nobody can quite believe that we’re eating frozen supermarket pizzas in France.

It’s just not right.



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