Way back in the mists of time (first two weeks in June) we had great holiday in the Ardeche with the campervan. We met up with my parents (in their own van) and their constant babysitting allowed my to sketch all day long...eh...not really. Too busy stuffing in another pain au chocolat. But here's a few drawings at least:
Dad absorbed in his Kindle
A back street in the village Pradons. (For once actually drawn in situ and not from a photo! It was really quiet so I didn't feel too shifty).
My parents' van with washing line hanging from the awning.