Weekend so far

Saturday saw a demonstration by the fair folk of  Limoux who like refugees, against the racists who arrived in the town mostly bussed in (The Soldiers of Odin (!) and others it seems)

Rather shamefaced to say I wasn't there and lifted these photos from Kate Hardy on Facebook.

 I was seeing Bob off instead - hes had to go to Isle de Brexit for a few days, miserably - and drinking chocolate at Luc's with Annie and Pete, seen here hiding in the shadows. Ineffectually.

The evening was spent at dinner Chez John Marshall and Sues', celebrating the birthday of John Rushton who as this photo shows has grown in grace and maturity. 

Yuri was supposed to be there too but got lost in the woods, under the Hunters Moon, seen below. 

The market to day was fun but slight, few folk around. However I was introduced to artists new to the region (Richard and Suzy) and am thrilled to have wasted the morning chatting and discovering common ground, common allies. 

    Though 'shared' would be a better word - nowt common about any of it :)

Have bunked off the afternoon ceremony at Montsegur. Suddenly the idea of several hours of ritual apology didn't make me feel any better about the murder of the Cathars by the catholic church. Expecting Yuri to bring home the photos and a full report while I potter about in Esperaza, as God intended.