January 10, 2016

Sunday Lunch

 Sunday, and all the tribe were out - here is naughty Claudinne pretending to blow her nose on a pretend 200 euro napkin/note -
She and Jean and New Kelly and I took lunch in the Cathar Gormand -excellent as ever - can't help but share my plat which was stuffed brussels sprouts. Incredible.
At 1.30 the traders had packed up, mostly, but the folk were packing the cafe and the pavements, singing and dancing and making music in the sunshine. Its an enchanting place, this. So sad that Bob had to go yesterday; he misses all the fun.


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