Who's that masked man??

-It's our Steve, of course. Lesley is laid low with a bad toe but hopefully scampering about soon. 

Our little band have taken to having breakfast in the street, since the cafes are closed.

It is possible to buy a coffee from the closed bars - here Erika at the Cafe du Pont is allowed to serve from the doorway and Le Relais Occitan (aka PMU) has the same arrangement.

Here's a photo for Father Matthews, the train-man of these parts...

and below, Pete and Nel, looking and being well and happy :)

Good news too from Andy, who writes that she and Max will be grandparents in May: and that Chris, Andys sister, has been offered very positive treatment for her condition.

The Gendarmes continue to nurture and cherish us. Still not clear to me what is permissible and what is not. So I may or may not have had lunch with Kat and Roland yesterday, possibly with a most interesting conversation about the sources of science and art. Or not.