Freedom, not

 Yesterday was our last day of freedom before the lockdown began at midnight. Town was accordingly jumping, the sunny pavements of cafes crowded by thrill-seekers ---

Here are Peter and Nel and Alan and Gillie coming out of the Pont, clearly having had a good time :)

Today we are confined, sigh. We need those bits of paper if we leave the house - the maire didn't have them yesterday and they are not on line yet. Will risk a fine and go see what's what. 

LATER; the 8a8 have the declarations, distributed by the mayor, plus they are now on line on the French government site. 

The town is much as usual, and so is the traffic which is a disappointment. Asthma all but disappears when the cars go.

Now; Important stuff! Anyone need a couple of affectionate cats? Mimmi and Tigger are happy enough in Richard and Evas garden, fed by the neighbours, but winter is coming and they need warmth and love. Consider your confinement. Would it not be improved by a couple of furry friends???