Thought you gals might like to see what it's like here in South West France once all you swallows have flown. As I write we are having yet another snow flurry, but the blue tits are still feasting on the fat balls hanging outside our office window - very seasonal, very Christmasy! time to take out those mince pies and sit in front of our gorgeous new woodburner.
Only worry is whether I will be able to get to the hospital in Perigueux tonight where poor old Mike is having his gallbladder removed. Ouch!