S**t or Bust

Some of you will know that we love fresh Figs. Unfortunately, we don't have a Fig tree so we've been asking our friends if they've got a surplus. Last night we met up with some of them and, very kindly, they'd bought us a carrier bag of purple and white figs. Lovely! However, this afternoon, Nadine asked if we liked figs. Our other neighbour, Michel, had given her figs to make jam with, but she says that she won't have time. So, we duly were given a bowl full of large, ripe figs.

We hope that they don't have the legendary effect on our digestive systems.

I've continued building my wall, although, as I've said before, it takes longer to find the right stone than it does to lay it. One of our problems is that the huge pile of stones which we have in the courtyard are all really too big; too big to move and certainly too big to lift up onto the wall!!!

I don't think I need to go to the gym!