Eymet..ay may I just sometimes don't get it!
Sometimes Sundays are the busiest day, people milling everywhere and sometimes the queues to
the Pizzeria has a queue past the knicker shop and down on a Wednesday night out of season!
It gets a dreadful press due to the English population but a study I heard recently said more French
people live in the UK than English in France (one I find hard to believe I have to say). I suppose when
you think of Restaurants, teachers, road crews in southern England then there are plenty of those.
Eymet is actally a very pretty place when you take the time to look at the architecture, yet it actually
very different when you look from building to building they can have totally different styles.
Go visit, enjoy there are so many little cafes and shops and its a hidden place that many people I know
even 30 miles North have never even heard of
Saturday, 20 September 2008
Thursday, 11 September 2008
Isak Dinesen
What is a man, when you come to think upon him,
but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning with infinite
artness, the red wine of Shiraz into urine?
There was such a small man doing just that role on the route N21
with a large arched sign right by him direction Pissot yesterday
It could only be France
but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning with infinite
artness, the red wine of Shiraz into urine?
There was such a small man doing just that role on the route N21
with a large arched sign right by him direction Pissot yesterday
It could only be France
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