Frightfully fin de siecle last night, at Corrinnes farewell party. The usual suspects had a delightful evening trying not to get too nostalgic. The final signing - when Corrinne hands over her home to another - is on Thursday and the girl will be around a little longer before going to England where she will no doubt bloom and prosper and MISS US ALL (>sniff<)
Ive been pretty idle lately - forgot to report the circus which has been in town for three or four days -also forgot to photograph the strange selection of animals they tether by the river between shows. All gone now. Likewise Sunday nights' tour de force, Lotto in the square. The French love their Lotto (=Bingo) and concentrate profoundly while attempting to win hams and trays of meat.
Weather has turned autumnal suddenly, jumpers are being worn in the mornings.
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