Nada zilch rien nil

Absolutely no market! Never seen a Sunday like it. Georges our mayor-in-waiting was avuncularly out and about and so were the local police; many couple wandering around looking for the action; Serranos the bakers open as was the consistent 8a8. Apropos, here is Erika, who with her husband Nicolas is bravely carrying on managing the 8a8 and saving the town from starvation and desolation.
(their fb page is 8 a huit, Esperaza)

Impossible to tell if she is smiling (she was )... she says she will paint a smile on the mask.

The little store has a pattern for the queue stuck on the floor at 5 mtr intervals but most people don't notice it.

At Verdier et Fils, a bit further up the road, you have to queue outside to get in. 

All taking is shouting across roads now and wherever I tottered voices would shout Boris est fou

Barbara has written from Rouvenac, she and Micheal are well. She offers the following...

Two bees are flying alongside each other. One says to his friend: 

Funny, you don't see many humans around nowadays.