Frustration at the slow nay non existent internet at home has sent me scampering to The Green Cottage in the village. It feels like a long time ago that we were in a strangely cold and wet France. That meant a lot more time was spent exploring towns and sitting in cafes with a Grand Creme than in and on the rivers as usual.
I added to an already over flowing collection of pictures of door and windows with some textures .
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Looking into the kitchen in France |
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Lunch |
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on the menu snails |
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