Travellers Tales

 Kat and I were settling down to finishing the Bugarach 2012 vintage when Pete finally arrived for dinner. Poor chap had tales of delayed trains from Amsterdam followed by a narrowly-caught plane that couldn't land at Carcassonne (they had fog there) and deviated at the last minute to Perpignan. From thence bus to Carcassonne, missed Navette, taxi to station, last train home.

As if that wasn't enough excitement, he had been admitted to hospital in Amsterdam as an emergency over Xmas. (Hes OK now, we think)

As these stories were being told, my phone started ringing... Ryan and Alicia are on their way back to Esperaza. They have tales to tell. I'II leave it to them to tell all:)




Exciting and delicious dinner, Kat!

*The Sunday market Fripperie over the river has opened his depot on Friday and Sunday afternoons after 2.30, in between Intermarche and Arcadie. I'm  wearing new cool black Levis and sitting next to a beautiful curtain as a result. Met Annie and Aileen there; perhaps there should be a prize for guessing what new animals Aileen is adopting?