Fils...

On the Canal de Savière today. Pouring down, and poor Vincent- the son of Jean, le capitaine, had to run up and down the ladder to operate l'ecluse. (new word for today = "lock".)

After the cruise, Jean kidnapped us for lunch at his farm. Aperitif, huge tasty salad, beef casserole, fruit salad, pitcher after pitcher of wine, coffee and digestif. "just a simple lunch", we said.

Oh and in case you thought this was a commercial proposition, 15? !