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It was the Fête du Vin Primeur tonight, held at the bar. A good turnout on yet another balmy evening (see extra). Six euros got you an enormous platter of charcuterie, cheese and salad -- I couldn't eat all of mine, and H and M took some leftovers home for breakfast. All the usual suspects and a pleasant evening of convivial chat led to yet another late night.