It must be Wednesday because when we got to the dechetterie (recycyling centre) with a carload of rubbish it was closed, they’re only open on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday afternoons.
It wasn’t a totally wasted journey; we stopped in Villefranche and had a walk around town. Ricky was like a child in an amusement arcade, he was so excited. No fruit machines but so many things for him to sniff and cock his leg against. The stone planters full of flowers along the street are just irresistable to him. I don’t know why we bother taking him on lovely, healthy runs through the countryside, he would much rather trot along the cobbled streets where all the local dogs have previously left their scent.
|chestnut banner in town - there is a big chestnut festival this weekend|
|town house with interesting architecture|
This evening we have had a thunderstorm and the first rainfall for quite a while. Earlier in the day I picked some tomatoes, beans and peppers from the garden; I’m amazed the garden is still producing.