The team bunked off to La Franqui yesterday. Bob drove me, Toby, Jo and Kat; we were delighted to have the beach to ourselves. Once we were on it, however, we knew why - a brisk wind ensured that we were sandblasted though not too hard and not continually. My book was good and sitting about with mates in the sun can't be beat :)
September 2, 2014
August 31, 2014
Forgot camera this morning and failed to take several cute snaps; the cat-on-the-chair classic at St Jean de Paracol vide grenier and many others at the Quillan one, where I bought another television lamp and Annies adorable ear rings.
Here instead is a library in upheaval and a balcony in need of care.
August 29, 2014
Zoe, Linda, Tilly and Kitty set off to England yesterday morning. By the afternoon they had returned for their passports.
Heres Tilly looking sweetly forbearing :) Apropos, the farewell dinner happened at the restaurant in Quillan opposite the Pink Palace, in the square by the river - the Restaurant du Fleuve - its under new management, (French) and was very good. Everyone in our party was pleased, including Tilly the vegetarian and Kitty the mysteriously complex. The bog-standard steak and chips was better than most, the duck was excellent, the pork Provencal was terrific. Puddings, ooh lets not even talk about them. Made in house, all of it.
Bob and I have nearly two week alone now
August 26, 2014
Leo was clearly entertained and Elaine and Eric, below, were happily oblivious to all...
...yet again my record taking was patchy. There too were our Kat, Dave and El, and um perhaps others. I was late as we had eaten at St Gobain with Bobs guests, who went on to enjoy the night market.
Today I hoof it to a small hamlet the other side of Carcassonne to meet with old mates Richard and Alison. Back soon :)
August 24, 2014
- and below, Pete and Clare turned up out of the blue, having made their farewells a week ago. Couldn't stay away, of course
August 21, 2014
Last nights craft night with Lou was a sweet rest - Yvonne, Sue, Nel and me gossiped happily while Lou did creative stuff. Oh and Nel knitted.
We were not going to the Festival du Vin which was where all our other mates were and was apparently great too, at Alains in the square. There was music and dancing. Ah, youth :)