Macaroons

Rain Rain go away come back another day was our mantra for this morning as we drove Louise back to the airport but I wasn't too fussed about the weather for I was going to the macaroon musee... Wohoo!!!

Macaroons came to France when in 1533 when Catherine de Medici brought over the stolen recipe when she married Charles II. Montmorrillion is one of the 8 places in France that the recipe travelled to others being Paris and Nancy.
Each region makes them slightly differently so je pense that a trip to these places is in order. After learning about the history of the macaroon and how they are made- although not the recipe they use, that's a closely guarded family secret, dammit. We tried them and OMG I am in love. I was licking my lips an hour after we had left.

For our afternoon activity we went on the velo train. The cart was only big enough for the 4 of us so the father sat this one out and instead took pictures of us from the bridge meaning that I had to do my fair share of pedaling Zut Alor!

It was bloody hard work, I was not amused and as I found out later it was because I was the only one pedaling, the mummy dearest was only pretending to pedal- not cool.

Our time of arrival at the velo train could not have been better as we were there at the same time as a school group, basically they were very slow and we had to stop on numerous occasions to keep a minimum gap of 100m between the two vehicles the bike carty thing goes along a train track and then turns at the end and comes back. Therefore all the school kids had to wait for us at the end mwuhahahahahaha

Luckily mother and James had been listening to the guys instructions so I just stood back and admired the spinning bike. We received a round of applause for our (well really their) efforts and we were off.

We spent the remainder of the day in Chauvigny looking at not 1 not 2 but 5 chateaux in the medieval city. il et tres jolie. Unlike yesterday though today did not have a happy ending as when we were in Carrefour (massive supermarket) getting supplies the mother's purse was stolen :(
she couldn't find it anywhere looking in the freezer and the oven and literally everywhere, pickpocketing was the eventual conclusion and the rest of the evening was spent ringing banks and cancelling cards.