It was the turn of Magnan, a nearby village, to have their fete this weekend; it included a 30km mountain bike ride and a 12km walk, so Julie, Adrian and I chose to walk while Nick and John (who’s staying at Ade and Julie’s on his holidays) decided to cycle. John was concerned that he hadn’t done a lot of training, but borrowed the stuff and gamely had a go at the ride, which turned out to be very much hillier that expected! I won’t be so mean as to describe the state he was in by the finish, but there was one Brit in the top 3 and another  bringing up the rear.

Having recovered over lunch, John then came into his field of expertise; he’d offered to help me tile the floor of the arrière cuisine (some people have a strange idea of what it means to be on holiday), so we cleared the rest of the tiles, paint, preserves etc out of the way and started. I’d got to the difficult part on my own, with an uneven bit of floor and lots of complicated cutting to do, so I’d stopped before I messed up. We got quite a long way yesterday, then started again this morning and by this evening there are only some edge tiles to cut and lay. It’s going to look good!