Here's Isobelle and her daughter who made our lunch, Douggie and Regina having previously tested them. We had immense tapas, stuffed baguettes in Bobs case, gormand pud of little cakes and tiramisu and apricot stuff, a lot from their own fruit and all thoughtfully done. Well impressed. It's the little place opened near the stadium on the other side of the road - phone 06 27 14 25 21 to book.
Missed photographing Robin, who has left us until November (when he moves in to the estate.)
Come to think of it, missed photographing coffee break this morning chez nous with Gracie, Kat, Robin, Bernht and Norbert. Pity, it was lovely and tres international, I was impressed at how many languages our friends speak. All at once.
Didn't forget Max. Here he is, visiting from Canada. We amused ourselves playing records sung by Consuelo Rubio from the late 1950s/early 60s. She's on you tube but vinyl more vibrant.
Good lord, the weekend has only just started.... oh Sunday, Vide Grenier! My cup is overflowing!
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