We’re being tested. Are we real “campers”, or just a couple of tourists driving around in a home on wheels?
Parco Guardio Sigurta happens to be on our route today. A huge cultivated piece of landscape. So massive you can hire a buggy – they’re not quite retro Prisoner-esq, but with no sign of Number 2, or Rover, we’re left free to explore.

Our three hour stop over means we arrive later (7pm) at Lido degli Scacchi, near Comacchio. First ever stop at a “Holiday Village”. It’s got everything and the facilities are superb. We judge a site mainly by how good the wash-up and showering is. We like “hot” water. Generally in short supply in France. Italy is compensating. Just as well now it’s chillier. We decide on a two nighter, to make use of the laundry. While it’s on the go we manage a very brief recce to the beach and then an even briefer dip, before it clouds over and rain sets in for the next 18 hours.

Cooped up like a couple of pigeons, is not quite how we envisaged spending our days. Ironing (not me!), books, blogging and a film fill the rest of the day and evening. It’s been mixed weather to say the least, but we need to do what starlings do and stretch our wings more.