third day running

Fabrice told Pierre yesterday he was going to a brocante this morning and he should come to try and get rid of the last of the muguet. Pierre loves the atmosphere of those types of places and likes getting up early(!) so he decided to go along. He was home by 10am as there was no one there, the wind was blowing a gale, and it was all furniture sellers and buyers - no one interested in flowers.

We spent the rest of the day taking it easy, including having a tasty lunch of goat "verrine" on crusty bread with lettuce from the garden. Delicious :)