Several memories were raised by reading Penny's story of the 'broken plate' episode during this trip - I remember Dad using his 'fluent' French to go and buy us breakfast having just arrived in France.  He apparently went into the boulangerie and  told us he had asked for croissant but had come back with pan au chocolat having just stumbled through a typical English tourist routine of gesticulating and then saying "one of those".  I remember us giggling endlessly at his fluency.  On the same trip I recall high temperatures and shouting from the front of the car as we became trapped in the Paris roundabout systems!