red alert

Yesterday the Aude department was on red alert.
It was very windy and the electrics went off a lot
but all is well here. The firemen were dismantling
a chimney from the house on the corner opposite
the 8 à 8 this morning - in the Rue Voltaire, just
up from Pete and Clares - but the only real damage
seems to be to our top tech new dinosaur museum,
which has shed a few panels.



Him at the 8 à 8 is happy - all the big supermarkets out of
Tilling had to close yesterday,because of 'security',
so he sold loads what with being open.

The market was slight - the stall holders had been
rung and told not to come in because of the high winds.
Since the day is blue, sunny and calm, most of them came
anyway. Its a beautiful day.

I met Francois coming from the market with a bag of oysters,
en route to taking them up the mountain to eat for lunch -
with, as he said, a little glass of white wine. And a lemon.
Perfect.

Last nights great excitement, witnessed by me, Frank and
Liz in the Café de la Gare over dinner, was the Perpignan
match against an Italian team which I can't spell.
Lukes daughter Sophie is going out with Jerome who played
number 15 and was terrifically good.
They slaughtered the Italians and wearing Occitan flags a
little band of our tribe matched around the ground banging a
large drum - the Italians affected not to notice.