Maybe this one

A late night with our host, made for a slow and slightly painful start to the day. We headed up into the hills to see a former restaurant that looked to have a wonderful garden. And it did. Here's a little be-frosted flower, snapped in haste so as not to make the estate agent think I was a bit strange.

After that amazing house, it was a quick dash to our next appointment (pausing for an amazingly good pizza at a supermarket bar) which turned out to be opposite a string of industrial sites and almost literally falling apart at the seams.

Finishing the day with a quite beautiful conversion near Cordes sur Ciel - one of those hill top villages, where all the streets seem too narrow and steep for cars. That house, sadly, was another no.

Back to our friend's place for another feast and late night setting the world to rights.