Much Ado .......

Yesterday our Book Group had decided to attend an open air performance of Shakespeare's 'Much Ado About Nothing', the play being performed by a touring company of English actors. The performance was at the foot of a medieval tower in Montcuq, a small hill town south of Cahors.

We all gathered a couple of hours before the start to have a pic-nic and discuss the play.

As you can see the discussion is a very serious affair! The performance itself was extremely well done. An imaginative production allowed the whole thing to be done in and around the audience.

Everyone agreed that it had been a splendid evening, but, for us, the excitement wasn't over. On the drive home (we were passengers) only quick reactions on the part of our driver Jon avoided us hitting a wild boar. Well, we actually did just run in to him; he shook himself before running off and Jon and Sue (another Sue) were left with a bent number plate.

You never know what's round the next bend!

Then, this morning, there was more 'to do'. I was just walking Yoda when our English neighbour John reported seeing a small flock of 'big strange birds' in a nearby field. Yoda and I went to investigate and we saw 11 Stalks resting.

Half an hour later they were still there when Sue and I returned in the car. But by then the word was getting round and the twitchers were beginning to arrive.

It was obviously an unusual sighting; some of the older people (older than us anyway) said that they'd only seen one Stalk in the valley before.

Curiously, this afternoon we heard a report from some friends of a demonstration of gypsies, people taking photographs and a police presence in the locality. We wonder what was the origin of that!!!??