Many of you have urged me to post updates on both the post-apocalyptic pond and the state of dormancy that has been our beloved building site in the Pyrénées.
Well, maybe not many of you. This is for you Ruth…
The once war-zone has become ‘un lac d'amour’. The mute swans have discovered a new form of love and are forever snogging…
A black swan looks jealously on…
Leaving behind this idyllic scene, we head off to the Pyrénées…
…to find, to my utter amazement, that the builders had not only returned, after their extended furlough…
…but had very nearly finished!
The snagging (you know, those bits that are forever left after the main job is done) is all to be finished next week. Maybe.
So there is a god! (Albeit of the noodly variety.)
Above: a picture of the backside…
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