Festive ho ho

 Here's Bev! She and Jill held an apero last night at La Vie Vintage which was mucho enjoyed - I'd forgotten mulled wine - and here's Vincent below, trying hard to work out what the Brits are on about. He's worrying about Bexit and what we are all going to do, dear man. He's worried, ha!

 Spent the day shopping with Kells in Carcassonne, Xmas eh... let joy be unconfined. So, knackered, the Captain and I ate at the sushi bar which I cannot praise enough. Not been before as Le Capt not a fan of sushi but they have little brioches de poulet so we gave it a go. Might be moving in.
 Especially as tonight is THE LAST NIGHT OF THE CREPERIE.
Kevin is re-opening in February at a new restro (next to the musee dinosaurs)















At this time of year the town hall sees fit to broadcast music over the towns speakers. I was about to type 'muzac' - then remembered that a couple of days ago they played Their Satanic Majesties. Somewhat ruined this glory by playing Herman and the Hermits the next day.

Perhaps we can send a list of preferred xmas music. What would you have on it?