Wednesday, July 23, 2014
If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies.
Second day of the garlic fair. An onion stall has been set up where the man with the motability scooter usually parks. The pre-breakfast beer and absinthe crowd are not happy at this change to their routine. Bob and Sophie are too busy savouring their illicit half croissant to notice the dark looks being cast in the direction of the onion sellers.
On the market square a stall selling 'luxury' strings of garlic. 'Luxury' relates to the bright ribbons that tie the cloves together. You pay €15 for the 'luxury' option or €7 for a monotone string. A line of eager Parisians has already formed.
Home to find that the bees have returned. A thousand or so swarming around a light fitting on the terrace. A quick search on Google and we discover that honey bees like direct sun. These initial settlers get things ready then the Queen and another forty thousand follow on behind. 'The font' asks Angus what he intends to do about it.
The Tour de France is getting closer. Big signs at the motorway pay toll advising travellers to avoid coming to work on July 25th . This is todays section.