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We went to a concert in Marciac tonight to see the American blues singer Eric Bibb, someone I have wanted to see for a long time. I smiled and had a tear in my eye all the way through, Karen had never heard of him before but was bowled over and became an instant fan.

On yesterdays trip into Spain after the trip to the supermarket to buy cheap wine etc we went back into France over the Col to see the snow and take some photographs, we were reminded that even in this beautiful and peaceful area they is the threat of violence. At the junction up to theContinue reading “snow”

This is a photo I took some time ago in Derbyshire UK, I came across it yesterday and thought I would share it here, well it makes me happy looking at it.

Another photo from last week of our Mayor on November 11th reading out the letter sent to every mayor in France from the President. I have been busy completing my assignment for my photography course and neglected taking new photos so must try harder this week, we are nipping across to Spain Thursday to buyContinue reading “Letter from Sarko”

The graves at Lafitole after all souls day.

Another photo from this week ,an unusual church in the St Mont wine region.

Today was a wonderful sunny day, 21c around midday, Our friends Peter and Xander have returned to France they called around it was great to see them. Today’s photo is of the vines in the St Mont wine region in the Gers, the grapes have been picked and later they will be pruned when theContinue reading “A good day all in all”

Been away for a few days and after a very tiring day with a 3.45am start to the day I am back home in France. We went to a Roberto Fonseca concert last night, he was excellent and he touched me on the back as he passed me in theatre foyer, what a star (himContinue reading “back home”

A lovely tree

Continuing from yesterdays outing where I set out to visit Mobberley in Cheshire to walk to grave of my late wife Katy, I passed through the village centre and the old traditional graveyard surrounding the church, most of the graves were ancient and packed tightly together, I knew the mountaineer George Mallory who died onContinue reading “A bit of a grave day, victorian humour, a mountaineer’s grandad, two dear departed socialists (real ones) and a very old Quaker”