Arthur and Merri show off their glazed pots which arrived back on site today. Arthur had crafted a conker and an almost life-like McCain's Pepperoni pizza, whilst Merrie contented herself with a piggy-bank. Their friends Madeleine and Julian made cars and pigs. Madeleine also painted a small pot sheep which I have tried to pinch as I'll make a mint at next year's Artweek if I can get it in next to those crappy knitted sheep-heads in frames. Pur-lease.
Today's cake order. We get special service from the Patisserie now. These were airlifted in at dawn, after which we headed off to Thouars market again, for the last time :-(
Here's looking at you, squid.
A quick cafe-break at the bookies. Yet again we are unable to teach the bemused French how to construct a proper cup of tea from its component parts.
The very essential 'wooden frog/magnetic bracelet' stall.
I model some Jinglers from C&A's 1974 range... a hot hit in Thouars this year. And every year.
Meanwhile, Lisa tries one one of Armor-Lux's more alluring pantie-girdle combos...grr. Either that or David Tennant travels a lot lighter these days.We picked up frogs-legs in garlic, prawns and peppers, cantonese rice and noodles at the market, for lunch back at base.
Tonight it's the blooming "BBQ" again. We're hoping to avoid it. After people have eaten, and Godfrey, our local ex-pat reverend, has had his second pastis, he gets his guitar out and the hazing recommences. If you sit in the wrong spot, you end up stuck there all night listening to his 'hilarious' D'oyle Carte crapola. You have to laugh. No, I mean you have to laugh. Any hint of discontent is met with a stern frown from Joan and you're off cleaning the septic tank with your toothbrush again, sunshine!
We're hoping, instead, to nick out early for a crepe in St Loup sur Thouet down la rue.
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