Some of the group were a little late to surface this morning due to previous evening's revelries. Sighs of relief had been heard after midnight from those who had finally managed to negotiate the way home in the pitch dark. We town dwellers tend to forget that there are no street lights in the country. Work got under way quickly as the French teacher Celine was arriving for lunch. We had an addition to our team who helped with some stone cleaning of the building. I can now say I have cleaned a chateau with a toothbrush - or maybe it just felt that way!
We celebrated Michelle's birthday with the long awaited lemon meringue pie ( ever tried to set candles into meringue?) A cake would have certainly been a better option but I hadn't quite got the hang of the different types of flour over here - just one of the many small differences which are part of living in another country.
After the evening meal the younger members of the group set off for the lakeside restaurant where we were to meet them later, while Paul took Dave and I to meet his good friends and neighbours, Annie and Jean, who were most hospitable hosts. Annie was keen to show us pictures of the latest additions to her family, and I was fascinated to see some of her very fine and intricate crochet and lace work. We both tried hard to understand the other and with Paul's help we just about succeeded.
After our visit, we went off to meet the others in the restaurant. The evening was fine so we were able to enjoy one or two of the local drinks ( not least of which was a flaming cocktail called cucaracha), to South American salsa music. Sore throats tomorrow? We had a very pleasant evening and took off home in good spirits looking forward to a few non-work days and an enjoyable weekend.
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