Baking, cleaning, table tennis table dragged out from its cover and all traces of owl poop removed. Tyres on the spare bikes pumped up. Grass cut. What could be occurring? Visitors!
Tomorrow Paul and I are driving to Toulouse airport to greet two very special guests, my youngest daughter Kat and her partner Tom. They are arriving midday so I am going to put a hamper together and hopefully we can find a cool, shady spot for a picnic on the way back home. We will have quiche, charcuterie, cheese, baguette, melon and nectarines accompanied by a chilled bottle of Prosecco.
Blogging might be a bit spasmodic over the next few days!
|guest bedroom ready for visitors|