If you go on a walk near Limoux in the Aude at this time of year, you’re entitled to scenery like this:
In our walking group here in Laroque we all take turns to organise the weekly outings. And this week, it was the two of us, the only English, who were in charge. We decided on an autumn walk among the vines round Saint Polycarpe, near Limoux. The weather forecast wasn’t great, but the rain promised to hold off till 3 o’clock. But no. English leaders, English weather. Think of us plodding through the mud as the rain increased in intensity, long long before 3 o’clock arrived. Everyone blamed us, of course. They think this is the only kind of weather we know, back in England.
It all began so well….
Still, nobody complained. We got our fresh air and exercise, and our friends had a thoroughly good time holding us responsible for the rain and mud.
PS. Dangermouse update. We caught him last week. He is no more. He was a rat. Eurghhhhh.