Holiday 3
First day in shorts this year. Now I am like Rudolph the red knees reindeer. Still, another splendid day.
It started off with excitement as we MAY have POSSIBLY found a studio for Liz when she comes to help with the student work. More on this if it develops.
Then off to Lacanau to meet up with the Griffins on la plage centrale. The beach reminded me of a barbecue grill with chicken drumsticks all in a row. Many ladies topless and lots of smoking which kind of spoils things for me a bit. But everyone had a great time.
Then some lads two rows in front of us signalled to us to ask if we had a knife to cut their melon. I said "a small one" and Pat hunted for it. In return they offered us some melon, but I refused. Then they pulled out a second melon from their bag and gave that to us. I thought this a very good deal. The chap who did the "bargaining" is a Kurd and we had the briefest of chats. Must say he had a lovely colour. He won't have red burnt knees.
Then back to the Griffins' campsite for tea. Gwilym helped cook this as he is developing his own cooking style, which involves fried potatoes plus additions; tonight lardons, thyme, merguez etc. The campsite is in a mature pinewood. Those trees are TALL. It's situated on the banks of the Lacanau Lake and seemed a nice place.
No word from the English Patient. One must assume that he is safely in the bosom of his companions.
It started off with excitement as we MAY have POSSIBLY found a studio for Liz when she comes to help with the student work. More on this if it develops.
Then off to Lacanau to meet up with the Griffins on la plage centrale. The beach reminded me of a barbecue grill with chicken drumsticks all in a row. Many ladies topless and lots of smoking which kind of spoils things for me a bit. But everyone had a great time.
Then some lads two rows in front of us signalled to us to ask if we had a knife to cut their melon. I said "a small one" and Pat hunted for it. In return they offered us some melon, but I refused. Then they pulled out a second melon from their bag and gave that to us. I thought this a very good deal. The chap who did the "bargaining" is a Kurd and we had the briefest of chats. Must say he had a lovely colour. He won't have red burnt knees.
Then back to the Griffins' campsite for tea. Gwilym helped cook this as he is developing his own cooking style, which involves fried potatoes plus additions; tonight lardons, thyme, merguez etc. The campsite is in a mature pinewood. Those trees are TALL. It's situated on the banks of the Lacanau Lake and seemed a nice place.
No word from the English Patient. One must assume that he is safely in the bosom of his companions.
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