A tale...

...of two sixes.

I spotted on one of the local expat sites a spanish guitar for €25 and as Mr B hasn't been well and can't get on with the one he's got, I decided to go for it! It happened to be in the Dordogne near Riberac and my GPS got there perfectly. Well it got me to a number 6, rue de l'atlantique. However as it turned out from the gentleman residing at number 6 there was an english couple living in the other number 6 just around the corner and they don't have the right to the number! He says he gets lots of parcels for them and recently received a bunch of flowers! Rather than get into the politics I headed around the corner to my correct number 6! Phewee! And that was after an hour's drive.

In other news my Voigtlander Vitoret has a problem. It winds on 2 photos at a time. We discovered this at camera club in the dark room when we developed my negatives. Shame as I had a 36 film. And I have a film in at the moment so can't get to the bottom of it.