'Follow the crowd' is the main rule when it comes to sniffing out a good place for lunch. But I was hungry and it was already 1.30 p.m. which is late for lunch in this part of France, so I settled for the nearly empty La Terrasse. My only lunch companion made me uneasy. The lunch, though, was good. La Terrasse, Meyrueis, the Cevennes, 11th December.
Have you sent those Xmas presents? Damn, I've forgotten to, and now I am in the middle of France and they are in my flat on Lupus and it is already the 8th December. Please note the sign for the post office in the background of the photo. I am whizzing in my rented car - well, ambling - through the village of Catus, 12 klms north-east of Cahors, in the Lot. "Get a move on, sleeping citizens of Catus (it is early morning) at least it is probably not too late for you to get them posted, if you get them wrapped and down to La Poste today. Damn about those presents!
Place de l'Eglise? Place de la République? No, I am, right opposite the church, in the tiny hill village of Caumont, 15 klms south-west of Moissac in the Tarn et Garonne, photographing the sign for Square of the 19th March 1962 (the cease-fire in Algeria). A nice find, in effect a Place de la République Algérienne, dans la France profonde. A coffee-break, 12.10 p.m., 6 December, 2011.