A quick break in the South of France

Ryanair is screaming at me again from my computer screen to book a cheap flight to any number of locations. From Carcassonne, a mere 15 min drive away I have the choice of the following, Brussels, Dublin, East Midlands, Liverpool, London, or Shannon. I idly tap in a random date in June and it informs me that I can fly for 63 euros return, Good Lord, that's 45 pounds more or less. I'm all excited, where shall I go ? Hmmm Dublin would be a good start. Hang on a minute, I'm forgetting something, I can't can I ? I run Le Chateau, beautiful self catering holiday accommodation down here in the Languedoc. Okey why don't you pop down and see me instead ? Even the cat is yawning with pleasure in the sun.

My sanguine mood has rapidly returned. An Australian soccer team wish to visit to play against local teams in Carcassonne, Toulouse and Perpignan. They are all Father's of children who went to a Catholic school in Sydney named after our famous Monastery here at Prouille which is apparently 800 years old this year. Well I didn't know that. They want to do a filmed documentation of the visit for the history of the school.

Looks like the Mayor may well have to be persuaded to crack open some Blanquette de Limoux !!