The air bed was flat when we woke up. Not fun.
Christian and I accompanied Sandie and Wolfgang to Gourdon to do some grocery shopping, leaving Rachael to investigate where the air escaped from the air bed. We parked on the 'ring road' in the shade, and went to Sandie's favourite bakery for bread. The quiches and pastries and sweet delights were gobsmackingly beautiful. Gourdon seems to be full of nice boutique-style shops. After a break at a cafe for a cafe/chocolat chaud/ice for Wolfie, we went to the Intermarche, and I just gawped at all the amazing food and wanted to eat it all. Sandie bought loads of it, and I learnt lots about French food. Of note were the strange small, dark prawnie things, the turkeys with their heads in the packaging, the amazing array of cheeses, and the many duck products.
Lizzie and two other of the Elliots arrived for lunch, and then they in their Jag, and we in John's van, headed off up to the Cahors valley in search of wine. We didn't know exactly where to go, and after some false turns, and trial and error, ended up tasting at Chateau les Ifs, Chateau Camp del Saltre, Chateau Laur, and Chateau de Chambert. We bought wine at all of them, which wasn't really the aim, but it was good, and mostly cheap, and we needed some. It was a very warm day, and lots of fun.
We got back to St Cirq around 6, I think, pumped up one of Sandie's air beds to replace ours, and had another lovely dinner, with wine.
Christian and I accompanied Sandie and Wolfgang to Gourdon to do some grocery shopping, leaving Rachael to investigate where the air escaped from the air bed. We parked on the 'ring road' in the shade, and went to Sandie's favourite bakery for bread. The quiches and pastries and sweet delights were gobsmackingly beautiful. Gourdon seems to be full of nice boutique-style shops. After a break at a cafe for a cafe/chocolat chaud/ice for Wolfie, we went to the Intermarche, and I just gawped at all the amazing food and wanted to eat it all. Sandie bought loads of it, and I learnt lots about French food. Of note were the strange small, dark prawnie things, the turkeys with their heads in the packaging, the amazing array of cheeses, and the many duck products.
Lizzie and two other of the Elliots arrived for lunch, and then they in their Jag, and we in John's van, headed off up to the Cahors valley in search of wine. We didn't know exactly where to go, and after some false turns, and trial and error, ended up tasting at Chateau les Ifs, Chateau Camp del Saltre, Chateau Laur, and Chateau de Chambert. We bought wine at all of them, which wasn't really the aim, but it was good, and mostly cheap, and we needed some. It was a very warm day, and lots of fun.
We got back to St Cirq around 6, I think, pumped up one of Sandie's air beds to replace ours, and had another lovely dinner, with wine.
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