Unusual Sunday

The town tuned out en masse to watch the Tour de France hurtle past... they go very fast, obviously, but  not so obvious is that they are packed together in tiny streets, sometimes 10 abreast, at reckless speeds. So fast and furious that they create a refreshing draught and are rather scary.

All agreed it was a great event. The caravan was a success, as one might expect when strangers hurl little giftie things at you, however useless and daft. Much hilarity in the neighbourhood.

How to follow that?? Tea at the chateau, of course. Here is Jamsie cutting cake...

  and fellow-feasters Sue and John Marshall. There was a tiny break in the heat when thunder and lightening sounded and flashed. a few drops of rain, then back to the heat wave.

Here is the lovely Pyrenean Blue bee having fun with a passion flower