In Bergerac

I didn’t have to do training today but Mr F did, so I read my book instead, had lunch with his group, and then it was over.
We spent a few hours in Bergerac as it was on the way home. It was quite pretty, and there were some very old buildings, but I wouldn’t want to go there again. Then home to Shelley and the hens, and we’ll pick Elvis up from kennels in the morning.
It’s nice to be home.