Sunday 11th October 2015
We have lie-in for once on a beautiful day but then it’s time to stroll down to the town again and have lunch at a riverside restaurant La Gourmande. This proves to be a peculiarly French lunchtime experience as a young woman next to us is chain smoking and a fellow has his little dog tucked in under his jacket while he tucks unto his meal. More on smoking in France later.
While trying to tell the waiter that she wants to leave it a few minutes before having a coffee Gail reminds me that she is a female polyglot of sorts. “Fem minuter” ( 5 minutes in SWEDISH) she says to the bemused fellow and not for the first time on this trip I notice that she is prone to dredging up a real melange of foreign words from the deepest linguistic recesses of her mind. Sadly she then uses them in the wrong country so it’s not her language skills but her geography which needs some fine-tuning. I am starting to see a parallel in this situation and the Morecambe and Wise comedy sketch involving the famous conductor Andre Previn. Previn is conducting Morecambe on the piano but stops him to tell him that he is playing the wrong notes. ” No I’m not says Eric but I’ll grant you that are in the wrong order!”
We decide to taste the local ice cream parlour but G who is something of a gelato ( I know I’m in the wrong country!) connoisseur judges that it is lacking a natural flavour and that the one in Barcelona was far superior.
Continue our walk around the waterfront of this attractive town and to the southern end we find a promising looking eatery Anthytrion which we recall from the notes in the villa. Noted for future reference. Once again the coastal water is remarkably clear but the beaches are awful.
We finish the day by watching Ireland beating France 24-9 and thus avoiding a clash with the All Blacks in the Quarter Final. Sadly, however, they be without their skipper Paul O’Connell and fly-half Jonathan Sexton for the next game due to injury.
Cheers
The Obese Ferret


Leave a comment