Fridays frolix

Sam, everybody's darling boy, joined in breakfast yesterday with his parent Kathy and Kenny and grandmama Margaret, plus all the Pont breakfast gang - he was very patient with us despite being bored with our grown-up ways...

and here are Cen and Gracie hanging my exhibition in Limoux, The Grand Cafe, which is now up until May 6th. The images are on my site, http://vanillabeer.gallery, if you can't get there.

 

Tonight...

See y'all there :)

 

Lovely Regina

 The good captain organised a tea for me and Regina yesterday which was wonderful fun - though we missed Dougie, who is elsewhere. I'm getting dizzy with all the comings and goings but naturally hope to see as many mates who are here as possible...

...but today is work. Hanging an exhibition of painting (about a dozen) at the Grand Cafe in Limoux - first exhibition for years, I'm looking forward to it. No vernissage but if you are in Limoux pop in and check it out (whatever that means)

Passing through...

Annie and Pete!! Wonderful to see our dear old friends, albeit for moments. Well, half an hour. They are rushing through and we were just so excited to see them that the sensible questions didn't get asked - but the kids are well and so are they, madly busy but full of the joys. 

In a mature and sensible way, of course.

 

Art Outing

 Kat, Margaret and I pushed off the the Camargue - Aigues Mortes - in search of better weather and art and we found it. Flamingos, white horses, nesting storks. Cold but not a hint of snow.  Kat organised a fab hotel which between three women sharing was cheap; we found amazing restaurants including a fish place in les St Maries. If you are heading that way let me know and I'II pile you with information.

And back in Esperaza... sunshine! And Antonia!

Only here for a week as the usual flights are being tampered with - Ryan Air changing northern schedules, more on that when I find out.

By the new playground- take books, give books. Life doesn't get much better.

Winter in Esperaza, again -

Last nights research took us to the cafe previously known as l'authentique  (among other things) - opposite Richards ex-gallery and next to our garage - which was cold but enormous fun. The Captain and I had the plat du jour - rice cooked in coconut with chicken bits - and Jamsie did the burger thing, without complaint. The piece d' was def the tiramisu, made in house obviously by someone who knew how to do it. Drink was taken and much enthusiastic esoteric nattering followed, accompanied a little by guilt as it became clear that the Ryan Air Manchester flight had been massively delayed... 

Poor Phil had been waiting for it for an age and then missed all chances of getting to his destination as there were no ground crew to get them off the plane - and public transport had closed down. Overnighted in a nearby hotel. Not happy. 

Here today the snow is settling on earth but not (yet) on the roads. Cold as mid-winter. 

 

Here is Jamsie with Masha, who is a  very wonderful beastie.

Leavings

Phil and Ziggi yesterday... he came to say goodbye as he's off to blighty for a few weeks.  And Max too, except he's off to Winnipeg. Alas. We shared a simple glass or two with Roy, Louise, Bob and Mike in the Tapas bar under Jean-Lucs care. 

And now, of a sudden, its April :) And snowing. In rather a playful way; there are flurries of the little hard balls of snow and then tremendous Hurrahs of sunshine. Confusing but fun.