Racing around

into Pézenas (where I saw this long line of cyclists, most hidden in shadow here) to plead with the framer to make me some mounts to replace a couple of the 12 photos I've sold - she's very kind and she did the two I desperately needed straight away - to various bricolage outlets for renovation materials and back home to meet blippers serpentine and dianah in the village café before they went to see my exhibition.

The blue doors on the left are part of the much-lamented Station Mir where we used to go for music and supper until it closed a few years ago. It looks as though it's being prepared for reopening - I hope so!