Sun calling flowers.

Turn your faces away - it's going to be a scorcher.

Now in Le Clapet bar doing my wifi stuff. The market is in full spate. I didn't recognise my barman chum 'cos he's had a haircut. A beach hike is on the agenda next before the tide comes in. It's all go. Oh, and there is going to be a good sort-out stage in the TdF this afternoon.