Umbrellas at the ready we tackle a morning stroll. Having been woken by the rain hammering down once more outside we're resigned to a thorough soaking but fortunately the drizzle isn't too fierce as we mooch around the city, taking in the views from the Pont de Pierre, checking out the markets and peeking into the St Michel cathedral, where we stop for coffee and a choclatine croissant; a light breakfast after yesterday's multiple courses.

It's raining cats and dogs outside our bedroom window with huge puddles forming on the chateau's lawns, meaning our plan to walk off the excesses of dinner are replaced by a taxi to our first destination of the day; Chateau Villemaurine.

Coman's new role as a jet-set travel guru has resulted in an unexpected treat to prepare him for his new life; a cheeky weekend in Bordeaux gaining first-hand experience of the luxury market, and a chance for us to eat and drink ourselves three dress-sizes larger in as many days. Hurrah!