While I went to the association committee meeting and language exchange followed by a drink in bar, Christian was at a meeting in another village for 8am. Then he set off up into the mountains for the annual, verification of the border between the French and Spanish authorities. This time it was done in our commune so our commune had to host the lunch. Aparently it was very good. I contented myself with some melon and left over risotto and of course, far fewer calories!
This evening Joséphine's dance group (shame she couldn't be there) had it's end of year "knees up" in the wine bar. They like us ate tapas and drank wine but unlike us, they flamencoed the night away. The highlight for us was a little 4 year old who was just drinking it all in and who little by little slipped in among the dancers and had a go. She was an absolute honey and I'm sorry, I can't put a photo on the blog to show you her wee face in raptures.
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