
Coffee in the market this morning, where Claudinne appeared and so did MJ, visiting her old haunts from the USA. Market was frisky and crowded, as befits a rather chilly sunday...good to see old friends.
Here they are on the new terrace - one of them - with the gobsmacking view; below the first lunch. Here's to many more.
The car saga is ongoing. Having lost the car keys, the beast was abandoned in the market square with a note for the police explaining why, diligent searching having failed to find a policeman and of course, parking in the market square being forbidden on a Sunday.
They hired another car, one with a key.
After dinner last night they rang to say their car, the non-rental, had gone. Oh dear.
A little later they rang again to say they'd found it, over the old bridge.
We guess that someone found the keys, handed them in and the police did the job - but they still cant find a policeman to verify. Or to get their car back.
My curiosity will have to wait as I'm off to London for a week or so. More anon. Be good, y'all!
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