Two brits four wheels

October 2009

Having been on the road since May without issue, this morning we discovered a crack in the windscreen and damage to a side window following some suspicious noise the night before.
Erica awoke at a loud noise, roused me and I glanced down inside the van looking for what I thought must have fallen from the ceiling or elsewhere.
Apparently (I was asleep by then) there were voices outside too.
Some morons had thrown something, perhaps rocks, at the windscreen putting a reasonable crack in it.
To get a crime number I had to file a report at the local Gendarmerie, in my best French; so the report we were given might actually mention the conspiracy to steal a cow from my cousin Pierre but I went through the motions and made my statement.
Curiously more time was spent checking my identity documents, the vehicle documents and the insurance than eliciting the essence of the great crime in an Inspector Clouseau way.
That all said, the local Gendarmerie were very courteous and very friendly – a treatment and attitude I am not accustomed to in the UK.