well I was going to say Dry. But this morning we were awoken by deafening booms of thunder and fit inducing flickers of dazzling lightning. Been going on for three hours now.
We had a quick descent of the Ardèche gorges yesterday in soft grey warmth under a quilted sky. It got to 26 on the terrace but didn’t feel uncomfortable. Stocked up at Mr Bonfils and had a brief visit with Dorte and Søren then a drink at the bar. Supper on the terrace. No hostilities expected!