A path through the woods

I walked this morning with Mr F and Elvis. Sometimes we take it in turns, but today we went together. It was such a lovely day, warm, no wind and no clouds. On we walked until almost home when Elvis found a tortoise, minding its own business in the woods.
What could a tortoise be doing in the woods? If it hadn't been on the path we would never have seen it, so we took it home!
We gave it a bath, and made a home for it while Mr F researched tortoises. He decided it was a boy, and between 10-20 years old, and he called it Shelley.
More info and a photo on his blip (sonofLionel) but we'll take it to the vet when they open again to see if it has a chip.
Mr F was only saying the other day how he wished he had a tortoise, and suddenly one appeared! How weird is that? How weird to find a tortoise on a path in the woods in the middle of the French countryside!