wahey, Sunday

 En route to the market this morning, via the back alley - which has a much ruder name, but nevermind that now - market rather underwhelming, due in part to the number of French people out with the Gilles Jeunes protestors.
--My neighbours who are French and live near Nice, have their house here as a holiday home. They  went back to Nice early this morning to join in the major demonstration there.

Lunch was in the garden for John and his lovely wife Clare.... all brought pre-made in the market because I'm lazy. It was good, as was the wine they bought from Magrie.

This evening Kat and Roland, Mike, Hilary, Rose and I ate in the Creperie. Here it is, from the outside (for a change).