Happy happy sunday (though it would be nice if Bob were here too)

 Rabbit cleaning other rabbits' ears. So sweet! And a good start to the day... the market is in full force, the vide grenier is brill, of course.

 Heres Etienne with his team, Ma, Pa and Bieke, doing his first vide grenier. Not impressed...

 Heres my haul. Significantly there are 10 bowls for cassoulet which will give this weeks meals a certain direction :) And some Russian marquetry, old books and a bowl for rabbit terrine which will hold anything but.

 I would have escaped quite lightly had not this geezer captured my attention and flogged me some hippy trousers and a shirt - 'ah nostalgie, nostalgie', as Babs said when I showed him.
Aioli is mayonnasie with garlic pounded into it so it was a curious choice to be tattooed over the occitan cross. Ever in search of emerging theology I asked him why - and lo! It's his name. Well, it sounds like his name and he's adopted it.

Saw everyone I know who isnt away out in the sunshine. Missed Kat - stop this holidaying and come home! And Pete and Nel, who've gone off somewhere else. Micheal the-German-architect was there, restored to health following a nearly catastrophic scare after which he looks much as ever, allelujia; Ferren, who reports from Jerusalem that young Hassidic Jews have their corkscrew curls attached to their skull caps. Fran pointed out that in Irish dancing young women do the same with kiss-curls. Now begining to obsess about detatchable hair rites.

 Off to lunch at Annie and Petes next - then its choir practice.  Has there ever been a better Sunday?