Posts from the Var Side, 18th October

FRIDAY 18TH OCTOBER 2013 – A Really Smashing Day



Today we met Mikey, our nephew, my godson, for coffees and a good old catch-up at the Lyon. Here’s me and he looking for all the world like identical twins (I imagine)


Shopping then for a wee gift to take to a birthday tomorrow, and we came across a shop we’d never seen before, up an alleyway, with a Liquidation Total, and just what we wanted in the form of a delicate and filigree’d glass candle holder, which the nice shop woman made a great show of demonstrating; interested all the while in us and our holiday, and creating the perfect gift-wrap presentation and popping in a candle for gratis. Lovely job! Then onwards with a job-well-done swagger to our regular bakery, where I dropped the gift bag on the pavement, and the candle holder smashed to pieces.

And…. relax.

Here are some boatish views about us, mainly up by the boatyards. I took these at lunchtime, and like how there’s no-one in sight, though everything’s busy and tilted with the traces of people.




Then the last night here for us in Sanary this year. Dinner at Chez Mico, a madly trinketed hullabaloo-grotto with an eclectic menu and efficiently brusque and constantly distracted staff who rarely go in for eye contact, but do serve up a lovely plate.


A final few larks along the quay, and then mainly, mes biches, that was Friday.


About Stevie Mitchell

I come from a long line of cartoons and beer. I was once peed on by a tiger. Hoping the resultant super-powers are yet to come, cos if these are they, then, grrrr....
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