We're always glad of a good washing day the day before we leave, and today (contrary to the Météo France forecast: éclaircies, rares averses) has come up trumps with an ideal repertoire of sunshine and a brisk, warm breeze. Quite a treat after a dull, damp Monday, though the conditions were perhaps propitious for Pierre to slap on another layer of lime mortar on the end wall.
Gone 16h00 on the eve of our departure, however, it seems we won't see the work complete before we leave. The final rendering remains to be done, and it'll then need white and coloured washes, with drying time between the three, and possibly multiple coats of the colour. What the hell? It's only been two and a half years. And the now inflated bill looks as if it may wait until July. (Of which year remains to be seen.)
So, in summary: mixed weather, though the scalp is registering a bit of sun. Hay fever, but gorgeous wild flowers [NB: two words: Ed]. Meetings with lots of lovely friends. Far too much to eat. Some fabulous coastal and mountain views. A bit of painting that came right-ish in the end. Oh, and had I mentioned the dreadful rental car?
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