Gran and grandson at oor maison

Our digs for the last week. Thanks Auntie Joan, Uncle Daniel and Julien for the 5 star hospitality.....and the lingo, the directions, the vin rouge, the cigarettes (when in Rome....ehh...is that right?), the cheese, the coffee, the beers, the big family dinner with all the French rellies.......

......and the late night political debates at the table over more wine, cheese, coffee etc etc....

The day we headed from Edinburgh I'd a pile of election pamphlets through the door. I thought "great to get away from all this"......whoa.....Sarkozy, Royal, Bayrou and Le Pen campaign hard!!

Cool thing - you can park on only one side in this street but on alternate weeks they all park the cars down the other side. Fairs fair.


Jacobism of the trip.....he was on my shoulders a lot....

"Do you want down from there wee man?"

"Yeah"

"You ok? Can you walk?"

"No, I've got pins n' noodles again"