Turra Coo

To the pool via petrol station. After breakfast off to town to pick up posters and go to a 'workshop' on writing up your family history. The story was fascinating but I'm not sure In learned much about the practicalities of the process. It also emerged that all of my booked sessions for tomorrow are cancelled. At some stage French bureaucracy will issue a refund.

The predicted rain was on when I left the Institut and so another evening in beckons, this time with a book and some sewing.

And 'the coo'? Spied in the Highland Stoneware shop (open for once). One of the Mont Kiara neighbour's dad was from Turra. He'd never heard of the coo. Perhaps I'll be able to show him the picture.