Wandering around town on Saturday morning in the sunshine.
They had shark in the market this morning but I didn’t buy any because I was afraid it might have a piece of Robert Shaw inside it. Or Richard Dreyfuss.
I’m sitting here watching Wales really carrying the game to England, with both sides producing exciting, gritty rugby, but I fell asleep in the middle of the earlier France-Scotland match. […]
I’m in no fuckin mood to write anything today. Let me alone. It’s been a non-day in many ways and it looks like getting even nonner as the evening wears […]
I wandered into town this morning and came across a nice lady in the market selling traditional wooden toys, which is a thing you don’t see much of these days. […]
The morning was promising enough, so I headed into the Market. I couldn’t pass this French fellow’s stall without picking up a slice of his home-made paté and some sea-spaghetti […]
I was out and about again recently, so here’s a few more shots. For dial-up friendliness, the rest of the pics are below the fold.