Avignon, France
We began the day with a walk along the main street to buy bread at the boulangerie. Despite being 7c, I still walk in shorts, but not the purple ones that set the tongues going in Chablis all those years ago. Provided by upper body and head are well covered, I don't seem to feel the cold in my legs, and the French deserve to see my legs!!!! As it's so overcast and drizzly, all the photographs look rather bleak. Actually the fact that the stone used to build the ...