Quite by accident the Captain and I stumbled on the gypsum mine at Rouvenac. We'd been heading for the old mill and found some dear heart had made a sign to the place where they excavated the gypsum to grind in said mill, from whence it was exported to Tilling by dray to plaster our walls.
Last night Barry or possibly Frank, our mighty police force, drove round the town with a loudhailer warning of the coming rain.
It is indeed pouring down so no market today.
The gutters are doing well, its steady and lightish and much needed - though the méteo says it will rain furiously till Tuesday.
Very glad that this is now and not yesterday for yesterday was the closing party at l'Espace d'Art. Wonderfully crowded and jolly soirée.
Big thanks to Marcus and Corella for a whole summer of fun.
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