It is now December and we still have herbs growing in the garden. The temperature here last night was 15 c.

I listened to some Gilbert and Sullivan last night after a long absence. I had forgotten just how much lighter one feels with it especially having just got through “The Witches’ Sabaoth”, but then he was French!

Talking of our European cousins, we visited Rodin’s exhibition in London on Thursday, we both decided that the French must have thicker ankles that we have! Much more on that another day.