Francky, l'homme de pizza.

We are staying in a lovely house on the edge of the village of Velleron (near Avignon) and, apart from yesterday's trip to les Grottes, we managed to not leave the village at all for the whole week. With boulangeries, a daily market and a great little cafe for les pressions there was no need to leave the village at all.
But today was wee F's birthday and he demanded pizza for lunch and so the adults all dragged themselves away from the pool and off to a pizza place in the nearest town. At least F was happy.