Samedi français

I woke early thinking of hear C. I didn't. Swam, they were very late getting the lanes up today. Did bits and pieces in the morning including skyping the kids who won medals at Sports Day. Amelia ran in her sparkly party shoes. Then the first French recontre with J in St Paul. That was followed by the arrival of this card from Claude and family.

Later a conversation with E, still in hospital and with both wrists in plaster. That meant #1 sub had to go with me to the French Film Festival. A sellout audience for 'Deux Moi'. Mum was hirpling badly so got her home safe to tea, paracetamol and a HWB before heading home myself for a trip on Puffing Billy and then the final 2 episodes of 'Engrenages', but is it the end and what happened to Joséphine?