I was a miserable day weather wise, a day for settling down in front of the tv and 'veggin out' but not before we went to Sommieres and met up with the usual suspects. Rain, hail or snow you can depend on the Brits to keep a bar going. No lightweight namby pamby French customers here m'lud. Solid, no nonsense, wine and beer swilling party animals. There are those amongst us who struggle to keep things on an even keel (sorry, Peter, but I had to include you in all this) but most of us know our limits.
When we got back, Jan decided to unpack and try out her new toy. Her extremely expensive xmas present from a secret admirer. It was secret santa after all. This Kenwood Chef beast does everything and we spent a happy hour unpacking all the bits and wondering what they did. Deciding to show her gratitude, in the second best way, she insisted that I choose a cake (she never stops trying to kill me) and, not wanting to be ungrateful, I chose a sponge, almond, creamy thing. It was good, very good but frankly much, much cheaper if bought from the shop in Quissac!
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