Saint Emilion

So the team was dropped off in Saint Emilion by Roger the chauffeur, and he went off to park the car.

It was at that moment that the thunderstorm struck, the heavens opened and the sky fell on their heads.

So Roger, after running through the rain to find the team then sheltering for a while to watch the hailstones, ran back through the rain to get the car and Saint-Emilion had done its worst.

It always used to rain when we went to Saint Emilion - at least for the first few times.
Then it got over it. We've even seen sunshine there in more recent years.

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