Carcassonne, Limoux and Esperaza -

 I'm looking for a book - who isn't - and I'd been told that the slightly wacky esoteric library at La Cite might have it. Bob kindly drove me there. It was closed. I wandered about a bit in the vicious ear-biting cold until it opened and then found they'd never heard of it.

In Limoux we lunched at LeClerc, of course. Was perturbed to find that all their pine trees in the car park have been cut down - an anti-christmas elf or are they up to something, anyone know?

 

Back in the comparative warmth and calm of Esperaza, this weird horsey-thing was parked behind the war memorial....