Francis comes home from Ireland today. Spend some of the morning helping with a few of the chores but Adam seems anxious that we just relax. We take a shopping list and head off to St , while Adam has to go and get Francis from the airport as the car battery of the car that Francis leaves at the airport is flat. Apparently the radio was left on. Wonderfully twisty route to St Affrique which is probably their nearer sizeable town. Tom Tom tried to lead us up a ve...

Sleep deep and long. Woke up to brilliant fingers of sunshine infiltrating the shutters. Adam was downstairs and made good coffee and we had toast from home made bread. Extremely lazy day today. We were going to go to the supermarket but there was nothing really to get. Left over fish pie and a Roquefort salad. Roquefort is made not far from their place in the Aveyron. Off to the river in the afternoon to swim. Initial fear of currents and the rivers occupents ...

As it was Bastille day and we were unsure what would be open later, we stupidly paid for breakfast at the motel which we turned up for as it was closing. A sad array of half baked products and watery remnants of scrambled egg. Even for 7 euros it was poor value. The weather had cheered up so we decided to climb up the Puy de Dome, the volcano which sat guard over Clermont. Sun was out and spirits were high, but as we got close we noticed cars parked all over the...