What a contrast from yesterday’s noise. Today Mouzons was pretty much deserted – it’s extraordinary how few people are about in France Monday to Fridays. G did the customary croissant and baguette run before heading off on the bike to retrieve the car (16k) and I did some much needed shopping at the 8 to huit shop which, despite it’s title, closes down for a an hour or 3 at lunchtime! Pretty little town this.

I walked the dogs in the Abbey gardens and then we headed off in search of lunch but everything was pretty much ferme. Washing done and batteries fully charged, on our way in the morning after watering.

Talking of baguettes, I’m having a little bit of a problem with Muttley at the moment. At any time in the morning or after lunchtime, people can be found wandering around with them under their arms or sticking out of baskets – for Muttley, who is allergic to bread and therefore besotted by it, these carriers of baguettes have become his new ‘rabbits’ and he sets off in hot pursuit – so embarrassing.