First cuckoo

Not a hot day despite the sun. In fact it was cold. None the less we went to Malaucène and got some nibbles at vast expense. Tapenade is dearer than gold dust and we don’t even like it! But we have guests ce soir...We braved the terrasse outside the bar - alone in our fortitude! Warmed hands on the cup and felt virtuous.

Then we returned over the back of the Dentelles stopping briefly in Suzette where we walked down to the church and up to the school. This is a charming establishment with quirky notices and objects in the playground.

They are having a word play on Cat at the moment!
As we returned up the hill we heard it...a cuckoo in the woods below.

This afternoon I spent a jolly hour sitting in Deb’s house while Mr Boukersanna rehung the shutters and painted the latches.