Chris Slade describes the son et lumiere presentation at the abbey of Bon Repos called "Le Pays de Conomor" in Brittany, which takes place during the first two weeks of August.
The last week has been glorious… and hot hot hot….
7am: breakfast. Mark waits for his poached egg.
“It’s going to be another hot day, shall we go to the beach ?”
Damgan beach, today
I splutter: “On a Wednesday… the children have got lots of homework, and I wanted to re-varnish the bathroom floor”.
I’m not good with spontaneity. In fact, I just DON’T DO spur of the moment stuff !! My weeks are all planned meticulously.
“We just CAN’T go to the beach”.
“‘Why not?” Mark replies, “there isn’t any school and the bathroom floor can wait”.
Then the children plead, and the dog starts to go mental as she realises that this is no ordinary Wednesday morning.
By 10am the homework has been somewhat raced through, and we are on the way to the beach.
We have had a fantastic day… the sea was so warm… almost hot.
We searched for crabs in the rock pools, saw eels in the water, had Mussels for lunch, swam in the sea,  ate ice creams mid afternoon… who could ask for more on the last Wednesday in September?
Ah, I know Damgan and the Presqu’île de Rhuys quite well. It sits on the other side of the Vilaine estuary to Penestin, and not far from La Roche Bernard (which is our base), and is usually pretty quiet in shoulder season (at least compared to the areas around Carnac and La Baule!).
One of my latest memories of the beach area around Damgan was of an immense number of seashells covering the beach… and I do mean an immense number. Never seen so many in one place before.