We are back in Brighton after a very restful week at our house in France. Too restful, really. I did manage to put a coat of emulsion on the walls of the shower room and trimmed the wisteria threatening to invade the upstairs bedroom. For us wimpish English it was just too hot for much of the time to do anything outside so we lounged indoors and read. OK, so the temperature never exceeded 35 celsius as far as I am aware (that's 95 to my American readers) - in the shade - but that's way too hot for us to spend more than about 20 minutes in the sun. Fortunately, our two-foot-thick walls keep the inside considerably cooler. The arthritis didn't help matters either.
I'm not sorry that we seem to come back these days to less mail, fewer messages on the answering machine and generally fewer emails as well. But there is still the little matter of the washing and catching upwith the blogs I follow! So I'll just leave you with a couple of pictures of the local village restaurant where we passed a very pleasant evening during the week.
Our table:
The view across the garden:
I like that restaurant garden. Very peaceful looking.
ReplyDeleteIt's a great place to spend a warm, summer evening, Buck - but the proprietor is a bit manic!
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