Sheep

Today we went to a Bread Festival, hoping to eat some delicious local lamb on some freshly baked bread.

We met an ugly sheep, bought a bag of greasy meat and then watched some French men hitting wheat.

I think I got really cold, hence my slight lack of enthusiasm for the whole thing.

We’ve all been watching the weather forecast obsessively and tomorrow the weather is going to turn nice for the last four days of the holiday. We are delirious.