I’m going to sit here and think about what I’ve done and you can look at this selection of photos from the weekend.
Dog-training in the park:
The market in the Place des Precheurs:
The inimitable Aix flair for van-dressing:
Stand-up coffee at the Brulerie Richelme:
Filet de boeuf (and when I asked for mine rare, the waiter visibly relaxed and said he was worried I would want it well done. He’s heard that that’s what foreigners do. Oh no, I said, I was well brought up.):Mimet, the village where we had Sunday lunch: