Here is the front door of our little house at Le Bignon and close up of the grapes. This wing of the house used to be the coach house.
We had a lazy day but this afternoon we went for a short drive to get our Baguette Traditonel (the French are obsessed with fresh bread and we have started the local habit - a new loaf for each meal)
and we saw these lovely sights.
.....and this is what we had for lunch - half eaten so it looks a bit messy. Genuine and very tasty merguez bought at Les Halles in Tours and a chevre tart
This is one of the "aires" that the authorities provide as a resting place for tired drivers.
Beats the hell out of the BP Roadhouse
Looks more like a meeting place for pixies and goblins...except for the standard picnic table of course. Magic.
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