Pyreneen spring

Today I decided to walk the old road to Fillols for a cup of coffee in the village bar. The coffee was the worst I have had for a long time but the walk was one of the best, surrounded as I was by birdsong, blossom, the fresh, vivid green of the mountain pastures and magnificent scenery. My St Agur and Camembert sandwiches weren't half bad either.

Best LARGE