Were I on holiday right now, which of course I AM NOT, down here in the Languedoc, I may well be sorely tempted to be lying out enjoying the extremely agreeable temperatures. By agreeable I mean warm enough to be positioned on a steamer chair in the garden in a swimming costume quite possibly with some entertaining book fighting off the drowsiness induced by the heat.
As it is the windows are flung wide open and the table has been laid up for lunch on the terrace.
Yesterday (I swear this is true) I was forced to concede that I needed one of the battered straw panama hats to protect me from the sun. His Lordship shattered my peace mind by busying himself with fishing leaves out of the pool. 'Where are my shorts' ? or 'I'm going in for a swim' kept being repeated in a parrot like fashion within earshot making sure I had no chance of a quick doze. You wouldn't go in for a swim though unless you were a) barking mad or b) had a wetsuit !!
In the morning we had taken The Grand Duchess out for a spin along the deserted roads into Mirepoix. Piercing clear blue skies overhead and a breathtaking view of the jagged peaks of the snow topped Pyrenees were laid out before us in a panoramic vista. The medieval town of Mirepoix never fails to delight. In particular the 12-13th century arches that have been wonderfully preserved hold bijou shops and numerous places in which to sit and watch the world go by. The particular lady in the photograph above holds a beatific expression whilst some of the others carved into the beams are supposedly taken from the inhabitants of the town all those centuries ago. Fascinating stuff. We were working (of sorts) test driving the scenic route of one of the wonderful wine tours we offer in The Grand Duchess to our guests at Le Chateau.
Meanwhile I sincerely wish it were possible to wave a magic wand to whisk you all down here to simply listen to the birds twittering and feel the heat seep through to your bones.
I tell you what I'll do though, whip out my swimming costume and lie prostrate on the sunbed for you all.
Nobody can accuse me of not being all heart.