Lunching in the Gare de Lyon while waiting for the TGV. Note the luggage in the foreground. There is an equal quantity at the other end of the table. Arrived at the house about half past six.
This is the house. Every bit shown is ours and a bit to the left too. So the garden is the width of the house for about 100 ft then it expands to give room for the tennis courts, the table tennis pitch, space for half a dozen cars and an enormous garden. So everyone can find the perfect place which after lunch is in the shade. I have my finger weaving stuff erected by the table tennis and will go and see if it is too sunny in a minute
I promised a photo or two of the house decor. This room is on an upper floor. Boils in the afternoon but is lovely in the early morning.
A collection of hats, not ours.
One corner of the sitting room. A grand piano and a working telescope and oddments. And oddments is the right word for this house. Stuff everywhere.
The only other item to report is that I carried out my habitual duty this morning and went for walk at 0730 bringing home the croissants, the pains au chocolate, four baguettes and a seeded loaf.
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Have a wonderfully lazy holiday!
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