It’s been a social couple of days; Thursday night we had a pre dinner drink with near neighbour Bruce (a retired policeman from England). “A 6pm aperitif” he said; we ended up leaving around 8...then had to think about dinner (by which time we weren’t much up to eating after several beers and wines). Then Friday, H and I went to her friend Alexandra’s 39th birthday. It was a dinner party – but had an 8pm kick off and we didn’t actually eat until after 10; normal practice here in France but tough on us kiwi’s. But it was a great do – we were outside until the early hours of the next morning, eating under the stars on a balmy, clear night, entertained by a duo of guitar playing Spaniards. What was most striking was the mix of nationalities present – Irish, English, Spanish, Swiss, German, Dutch (and French). And of course they all spoke multiple languages, with conversations starting in one and morphing seamlessly into another. H held her own – but it was nice to be sitting at a table with an English and Dutch couple (who spoke English well). Given we didn’t get home until 1am, and Caitlin had to be up at 6.30am to catch a bus to Toulouse for a school trip we were a little jaded today. That and probably one too many glasses of vin rouge!
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