Back in the Swing

How good it was to sleep in our own bed and we didn't need to lie-in for too long even though it was after 2am when Christian climbed all the stairs for the first time in 17 days.
Market, apéritif with  friends ... old habits are so easy to fall back into. After so much dining out, we didn't succumb to the temptation of a reastaurant lunch, settling instead for a salad at home.
In the evening we went to watch Juste and Joséphine in their end of year flamenco gala but we left at the interval to come back to the village to hear some jazz at the bar, wind down and get to bed by midnight.