Between fen and mountains

By Tickytocky

Climbing rose

We were invited to a barbecue with a tennis friend who also runs gites. There were about twenty of us, mostly neighbours and friends and we sat under the parasols and enjoyed a long lunch.  By the time we had finished, it was almost time for bellringing practice. D. and C. came up from the coast and ate with us. They stay over on Saturday nights so they can ring again in the morning. It is a good arrangement as they let us have the key to their flat when they are not there.

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