After all the travelling we didn't get up early. When we did we found it was both raining and windy - not the plan! We had already decided that we didn't want to do any driving and would stay in the village.

It was lunchtime by the time we made our way out and all the shops were shut. There is a cluster of eateries around the village square, but not much for veggies except the ubiquitous pizza and pasta. There were a couple of estate agents with flats starting from 55,000 Euros and houses from 100,000. Notably the selling material was bi-lingual. There are a few shops in town, at least three museums (one of typewriters), but the land around is so steep it doesn't lend itself to mass cultivation. The nearest large town is a half hour drive away, Draguignan, so we wondered where people worked. Through the charming narrows streets there were plenty of houses "A louer" or "A vendre."

After a late lunch we went shopping in the small but well stocked shop. The Post Office was closed already so the post cards didn't get sent.

The rest of the day was passed reading and doing wooden puzzles that we found in a cupboard. Dinner was gnocchi with a Roquefort, spinach and mushroom sauce washed down with a good bottle of Crozes-Hermitage bought from the local wine shop.