Montauban. Our Final Destination.
These are the continuing voyages of the Flying-Brick ‘Gnome’. The Gnome Victorious.
Chapter 29: Heading Home.
It was our last day on this Gnome-Trek, and this the penultimate post for a rather over-extended episode. But I've kept my promise. Tomorrow is the last official day of the second French pandemic lockdown, and I've managed to stretch out our journey long enough to cover every day of said lockdown. And honestly? The story told was pretty damn close to that which happened. A journey there and back again, a journey covering most emotional states. And through it all came the Gnome. The Gnome victorious. The rest of us; bleedin' shattered...
Back in Montrésor...
This is classified as one of the most beautiful villages in France. Clearly this was at the top of Henry II of England's mind when he took it over, only to give it up to King Philip of France. (Not me.) Legend has it that King Gontran discovered gold here by following a lizard. As one does. Thus it's called Montrésor and, surprisingly, not called Monlézard....
The new mansion pictured here was built many years later, when there wasn't quite so much squabbling over territory between the monarchs. We really are much better of without them you know. Vive la République!
There was one sign of real civilisation however. A billiard table. This may have been too small, and certainly was missing a few holes let alone some colourful balls, it did however remind me of home. Somewhere we'd better get to bloody pronto!
And thus we mounted our Gnome and headed west into the sunset. Well, it was early afternoon actually. And south...
Then, magically, just a few short hours later, we found ourselves in the epilogue...
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