Every picture tells a story

And you can't see, or hear, that after this photo was taken there was a rousing rendition of La Marseillaise. Why? Because I was representing the College Board at the Franco - Scottish dinner at EH15. A group of students from a Lycee in Dinard prepared a 3 course meal served by their Scottish compatriots. It was an interesting evening but ended later than billed.

Later at home I had another long call with J re the Manor arrangements and sent a different J some figures. We were taken aback that she'd referred to my mother's death cert and got the surname wrong. Mmmm!

Oh and watched that new prince. I couldn't have left in high heels 8 hours later!