Well, who knew that three weeks into a national lockdown; adventure would beckon?
We had two hours. Two hours to be by ourselves thanks to a helping hand looking after my mother-in -law. Two hours. What would you do?
What better than an adventure?
A local inhabitant had set up a treasure hunt accessible by internet, showing the wide and varied history of our small village.
Alternative realities are available.
And so we set off. Our first stop, the bridge.
And a very nice bridge it is. From this bridge you can see all of our pandemic bubble.
Having realised that we had taken the wrong turning, we returned below to see the French version of social distancing. Well. No sign of 'la bise'.
We continued on under the beating sun, gathering clues and finding answers.
I thought this tree particularly photogenic. Shame about the bloody building behind it,,,
After a couple of hours walking hand in hand, we had eventually found answers to all the clues. Then, incredibly, we lost them all. No prize for us.
C'est la vie.
Talking of life...
Inside; something like this...
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