This was my last opportunity for an early morning hit with Floyd and the boys (photo), because they leave early tomorrow. Floyd and I took James and Cymron on at doubles and I'm embarrassed to say that they kicked our butts 6-0. They made us look like the old men that we are. In no way disheartened, we all went to Sommieres (well it is Saturday after all) where we bought some goodies for lunch. Some of us went into Nimes again in the afternoon and got back just in time for a lovely dinner featuring Jan's famous barbecued ribs. One of those busy but very satisfying days. We all slept well.***
New visitors Doreen and Peter arrived late afternoon, having driven down from the UK and having spent several days on the coast near Agde. After a brief conversation Jan realised that they are avid readers of this journal so they know us intimately, whilst we did not know them at all. Quite a weird feeling. Anyway, because they read this rubbish I can't say anything horrible about them, but if anyone wants the low-down please write separately to me.
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