Events, backwards

 Heres Jim Hankinson; out of the blue in time for lunch at the creperie. He has returned from his terrible time in hospital after a car crash, well, indeed  blossoming - and as engaging as ever.

Also notably unfazable. Going to put on my shoes, I reflexly kicked him with one - because there was a small toad in it. Both went flying. He was unpeturbed whereas I am still amazed.


While the rest of the family carried on sightseeing - today was Lastours-  we passed a lazy afternoon, chewing the fat and sorting a few philosophical issues.

 The morning was damp (=toad) and cloudy grey though it picked up by the evening. Heres a bit of  a house, from the back - and a bit of parrot and new friend china rabbit.