OLD HABITS DIE HARD

Ug and Og upped sticks, dug out and transformed. No ordinary born again troglodytes they left the pack to roam the lands of the Loire. Glamping was not for them. They were rough hewn of another age having brutish attitudes.

 

The Municipal camp site with simple facilities was the base for their hunter gatherer instincts. They wandered the back lanes of Anjou searching for past glories. Their eyes lit up when they chanced upon the troglo village of Rochemenier with preserved farms and spectacular underground chapel.

 

This is what they came for. The Caveman Volunteer Programme. Could they live there?