nothing like a quiet life..

 Craving danger and excitement Bob drove me and Lily to Ax-les-Thermes via many little charming communes and stunning views. Cup of tea in Ax and then the voyage home, by which time darkness had fallen and the temperatures dropped.

A series of poor decisions led to us going uphill (instead of via Foix) which in turn led to us being trapped up a mountain on a tiny frozen road in the middle of the wilds. Bob did an heroic reverse down the ice avoiding ditches, rock, snowdrifts and sheer drops.

Yes; we were quite tense by the time we return to Ax (cheering allelujia- I understand why people live in cities now)

Long drive home, late arrival, dinner from the freezer and some good red wine for me. Lily is still knackered.