Charles and Pierre came this morning, laden with a bottle of champagne and a host of tasty nibbles. We basked in the sun outside, which indoors the ramoneur was cleaning my chimney (wood gets delivered next week).

In the evening Joceline (my physio) arrived with a tasty meal of pilau rice and dahl, washed down by a good Minervois. Joceline is quite relaxed about me trying to drive the car to le Vigan (but no further) but was concerned that whatever happens I should not fall – no walks in the rain, take up Persian rugs, and be careful of spilt water in the kitchen and bathroom.

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