It was the annual street fair in our village - up at 5 am to set up the tables in front of the house and watch as the village was transformed - 8 am the freinds arrived and we set out the goods - then it was all day sitting, chatting, selling (a little), drinking tea and coffee ( a lot), and having a good time.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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Bread and cheese. I'd have been in heaven.
So small, so french... so uncrowded! I can really get a sense of what it must be like living there from those photos...
Hi Samantha, I've been away myself for quite awhile and must not start blogging and catching up on everyone's news. I've been busy working on my novel and other writing. Hope you are well and still writing lots of good stories.
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