Thursday, September 1, 2016
'The Font' goes to a local village for a coffee and a long walk with the PONs . One of those forgotten places where an old medieval tower slowly crumbles to dust under the sun and the gardens grow wild and the only sound is the hum of happy bees.
In the church the sunbeams filtering through the stained glass have to contend with spiders webs. You rarely see cobwebs on stained glass windows.
Being a French village nothing happens without the village dog seeing it .