Lunch Lagarde

Since we still hadn't made too much progress in the packing up stakes, and we weren't going to be around for much of next week, we thought at first we could put in a good twelve hours and make the most of the brilliant weather to clean a few more things.  Then we came to our senses and we could have a Sunday off.

Sunday is of course national "have lunch with family day", and if one doesn't have family of the related kind then family of the friends kind is good enough, and our family here were kind enough to ensure that we didn't have to sit out the whole of lunch time alone.  The whole of lunch time is not a fixed or even finite measure of course.  In many families it seems to wind up some time around four in the afternoon and we have often taken a great deal of pleasure in watching several generations appear from nowhere dressed in their Sunday best to perambulate along the waterfront.

At Jacques and Maggie's place however, by four we are barely through the aperitifs by that time, so the other families were forced to walk without our accompaniment.

Besides, we had to conserve our energy for work tomorrow.