This was the first dull day we'd had and P. and I went into Périgueux to buy a few things at Leclerc - notably mugs. Drinking coffee out of bowls for a few days is all very well but after a couple of weeks the novelty value wears off.
This is me working on a 19th C book for an upcoming conference.
This was my last full day in the Dordogne - the day of the village méchoui. Usually this big sheep roast takes place in an idyllic spot beside the river Isle, but this year it was raining so we all crowded into the old school yard.
And tomorrow (well, later today actually) we're off to Scotland for further adventures.
I'm going to try to keep the 16.16 photo thing up for a bit longer but I'm moving it over to my tumblr blog Desultory Notes which I've really only used as an intermittent link dump until now.
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I think Craig and I are making plans to holiday in the Lot next year for the sole purpose of the méchoui. He heard about it over the weekend and I practically had to wipe the drool from his chin for him.
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