gormet award

Last nights supper was a poem of balanced nourishment and
delicious eating, consisting of takeaway pizza, a box of
chocolates and strawberries crushed with sugar into
Blanquette to make a drink with the thickness of Guinness
and the colour of ketchup.
Sue and Lou came up with that one (- a name, anyone?)
whilst Andy sorted the pizzas.

Brilliant.

Jon is just back from working in England and here for a
couple of weeks. Book him and Sue quickly before one of
them disappears again - (actually thats a note to self,
gerroff, I thought of them first)

Spent the afternoon being cheminic: followed the route to
Brenac and Roquetillade and got side tracked into tiny ancient
churches (notably Sauzils). Saw marvellous things on what
was a beautiful day. Finished at Garths and caught him and
Mark performing on gamelin and saxaphone; its great living
here.

Take a squint at the Chemin site, made by Jim;
www.chemindesartistes.com. Its more coherent than I am
and the events and expos continue today.