Mixed Bag

A real mixed bag of a day: this morning dawned a little earlier than might have been ideal, and with too much tidying/shopping/baking still to do to get ready for our visitors. Mr B tackled shopping while I dealt with cleaning and baking was postponed. And in the sunshine, our friends arrived and we could forget the work and get down to holidaying.

A long lunch, followed by scientific exploration by Katherine with her new birthday chemical lab, and some napping all round. Then off into town for the 'Cars et Rock' festival. Lots of vintage cars and bikes, and a rock band entertaining the crowds outside the cathedral. This chap, a bare-footed be-kilted pipe-smoking biker, caught my eye but - because I didn't ask permission to take this - you have him in sort-of-silhouette. We did go and talk to him (well, Mr B did) and he is definitely not Scottish (French) but just likes kilts a lot. And why not.

Back to the ranch then for a barbie and a long night of chat (longer for some than others).