Friday already and we haven’t stirred greatly. It is in the 30s most afternoons so the cool middle room is favourite. But today we felt we must venture forth so booked at L’As de Coeur in Roaix. The Danes dropped in to say hello on their way to get their new déchetterie card. We got ours last time, smug smug.
Oh yes, and this morning I was up at 6.30 in order to go round to Deb to receive the clearings from her fridge. All delicious unused produce, no half eaten stuff! They left late morning but will be back in October. We all come and go but seem to manage to overlap, which is good.
To return to the outing du jour...it was delightful. Under the mulberry trees. David charming and pleased to see us. The cabaret artiste waitress has left but his son Valentin is helping out - a tall lad of 16.
Hake terrine and Tuna for me, salade nordique and boeuf b. for himself. Mousse au chocolate and crème caramel to finish. Simple pleasures. And afterwards we popped down to the pretty, shady café in Violès for a noisette.
