Parp.

You can tell we are back home. Another very trouble-free journey yesterday. We got back to find the weather was worse than it was in Yorkshire: wind and rain. At home karaoke was going on beneath our windows (fête de la musique oblige). It was so cold we thought everyone would be gone by 11. But no, they carried on till 1 a.m. We slept soundly nevertheless.

Today to Chris's for an open studio/excuse for a prolonged apero. In contrast to Friday, it was a balmy evening, more what you expect for mid-June in the Midi. A local group provided musical ambiance. Much chat, lots of food and wine, but we were well behaved and home by 10:30. The uncharacteristically tidy studio with new artworks in extras.

Slowly catching up after the digital detox ... the backblips start here.