IF persons came to our house for an apero that would be against the law and of course doesn't happen. So no photos of Jamsie.
BUT I can bump into people in the street and say hello so here's a portrait of Ole-bendik Madso, the town sage, who was cycling through accompanied by his familiar, Cleopatra. (He took his mask off for a slight second to compare its construction with mine, law abiding as he is.)
All well-ish here. Slight panics as le Captain prepares to leave me for the UK; travel plans are changing as he will drive to London with Jamsie instead of messing around with aeroplanes, navettes, trains and all that. Huge relief.
We went to glorious Lidls to make sure I will have enough to drink while Bob is away and on the way back got pulled outside the stade by the gendarmes. First time in this confinement that we'd had to show our attestations. They said our paperwork was perfect - it wasn't- and wished us a bonne route. Most kind.
Stay safe, stay legal out there -
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