We expect to meet on the first Tuesday of each month from now on. If you are a curious person and fancy getting stretched, get in touch.
Below, a horse. It's the one that has taken up residence behind the house. Very handsome and wilful critter. You can tell its got attitude just by looking at it; maybe like the Debating Society.
Yesterday John and I did some motoring - first to Belpech to look at the remarkable entombment there - which was locked into its side chapel and unseeable properly. Then the custodian arrived to lock up for lunch. Sigh.
Nothing loathe we trolled onto Castelnaudry where lunch was very good - I had Poulet a la Indienne which meant chicken in cream with a hint of tumeric and curry powder. John braved pigs trotters for the first time in his life and approved. I shall draw a veil over pudding.
Drove on to coffee in dinky Mirepoix where the lady that ran our chosen cafe turned out to come from Newent in the Forest of Dean. Very droll -
Home to a salad and blanquette with Bob and Kat and a viewing of an ex-Doctor Who playing Hamlet. Wonderful production. Much to consider; the relationship with fathers and sons (WS wrote it after the death of his son Hamnet) and the theology of the day - the change under Elizabeth from the Roman Catholicism of her sister to the Protestantism of her father, in the process challenging Limbo, Purgatory and ghosts - all of which get a decent airing in the play. Must have made a fair old stir in the court in 1601.
Don't start me on Rozencranz and Guildenstern. I've written a paper on them and their relationship with Tycho Brahe.
How can you resist???
Bob gone to London, missing the beautiful weather, back Thursday, in time to say goodbye to his brother who leaves on Friday. Max is back then - and Claudinne arrives on the 1st. Book now.
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