Saturday, October 20, 2012


I set the table for dinner early - the cassoulet had been cooking since the previous night and just needed pulling from the oven. The pâté had been made, the soup had been whizzed. The salad leaves were picked and washed and waiting on the cool terrace with the wine.

So I had a glass of Champagne.


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