A day spent shuttling backwards and forwards between the house and Toulouse airport. Angus has ample time to rediscover the wonders of the airport McDonalds. They now bring your coffee and macaroons to the table. No need to queue. Very French.
The heat is building up.The sage in the herb garden in full flower.Track suit wearing Dutch and Belgian tourists beginning to arrive.The bakers selling out of croissants by seven thirty. A sign has appeared on the town hall notice board. '' For the first time in Europe " the Walker Texas Ranger band. Country music hits deepest France Profonde. Angus wonders how big a following the band have in Texas .
Across the way four American ladies in broad brimmed sun hats have set up easels and are happily painting the shops in the market place . Angus can't help but think that it's unusual to come all the way to France from Illinois and choose the tobacconists as a subject . The American ladies look up when five old Citroens park , line abreast , by the police station. A group of vintage car enthusiasts spill out onto the pavement and stand laughing before driving off again. The American ladies think the Citroen drivers arrival, and departure , is ' sooo French ' . Life in France Profonde. Not long now before the sunflowers are in full bloom .