Meant to put this in yesterday's. A little bit about the language barrier.
Mon pere is pretty good at French. Mine is passable. Here's an example of how it can slip though.
At the meal yesterday, five of us wanted aperitifs. The restaurant does both alcoholic and none. Of course, we all wanted the boozy one.
So the waiter asks what we want. Dad says "cinq" and I say "cinq". I'll blame it on him, but "cinq" sounds somewhat like "sans" if you don't hit that "q" fairly hard. So what the waiter hears is "cinq sans". In other words "five without".
Curses!
On to today. Up at 9-ish. Breakfast and then hit the sun loungers. It's absolutely lovely today. The sun is very hot and we're all working hard on the tans.
Mon pere has just been very good in dishing out the chilled sauvignon. Top bloke.
More later.
That pool is going to be very welcome. The temperature is not going to peak until about 4pm.
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