... where does the time go?
Been in Perpignan with Siggy, for the ballet Romeo and Juliette at the Palais de Congress there - excellent time, appartement in the St Jacques quarter and bus from Quillan.
Saw an Osprey outside Aileen's, sitting on the telegraph lines!
And yesterday, spotted this beauty:
Louise in the market with her brother Harry, who has become a father...
Love the child's healthy suspicion
Bob made it home yesterday. Realised en route to Stanstead that his passport was elsewhere. Managed to volte face, grab it and take a taxi to the airport (cost more than the flight) where he did that skin-of-the-teeth thing. Stress followed by great joy.
Here's a bit of Perpignan. Life is good. Candles lit for Gillie and Alain, getting better - and Mike, in safe hands and hopefully home soon.
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