Hello, hope you missed me dearly. Ten days of eating galettes, translating L'Equipe, walking plentifully along pavementless main roads (and being hooted at by French van drivers for doing so) and reading Wuthering Heights, and I'm back home.
Yes, it was divine, thanks for asking.
Give me chance to unpack and collect the dogs from the kennels in the next village and I'll be back with you. Have I missed much?