A long, full day in Bordeaux

began at the Maison de la Bible where we met some fine people and had a nice long conversation with our friendly neighbourhood beggar and also with a lady who comes in for some calming influence and so on. Among other folk.

Then off to the hospital to visit a lady from Bergerac who comes down every fortnight at the moment for chemotherapy.

Then off to Gwilym's shop to take him some instant coffee, then a moment of quiet in a bookshop before tramming across the river to the first Conseil d'église that I have attended for a long time.

Tim got it sorted like a boss, with times allocated for each agenda item, and we only overran by about 1/2 hour.

Then off home via Auchan to pick up some essential supplies for the lad.

I took some photos on the way.




The courtyard of the hospital




The hospital chapel

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