At a Slower Pace

While Mum and Maureen went to Mass, we went to the bar for a coffee and not wanting to miss out on their daily fix of either Muscat or Banyuls, they came to join us once they'd breakfasted on the croissants that Christian had bought them. No, they weren't a Sunday treat, he's been getting them everyday. No wonder Mum thinks he's a nice guy! Believe it or not, we ate at home this lunch time 'confit de canard'. All this activity meant that a siesta was called for before we could think of going out again. As you can see from the photo, the weather wasn't as bright as it has been so we just went to the lake and had a stroll around, stopping near the restaurant on the way by to watch a tea dance in progress. Another apéro in the bar before eating at home. Please note, that's twice in one day!