Lip smackingly satisfying .

I'm under the shower half listening to the Radio France early morning phone in . A lady calls. She says ' Bonjour ' then starts to sob. After what must have been thirty seconds she pulls herself together and says 'au revoir '. The presenter also says ' au revoir '. Nothing more is said . I wonder what that was all about ?

In London a concours of vintage vehicles . The amusing sight of a 1906 De Dion being worked on nonchalantly by the recovery service . The car and its owners treated as if this is just another everyday breakdown. A small , supportive , crowd gathers to watch .

Over breakfast Angus suggests to ' the font ' that we might want to buy a drophead E-type Jaguar. This proposal is listened to in silence before being met with the response " have you seen the weather ? " . True enough last weeks eastern seaboard storms have now made their way across the Atlantic to our little patch of paradise. Grey skies and rain .

Wilf remains in fine form. He's even starting to put weight back on . Ahead a week with no workmen in the house. Aude, the decaratrice , is taking time off to try her new hand loom . It's too wet for the gardeners to show up and the builders seem to have decamped again to the sunny Maldives . Last nights dinner Spaghettini au Homard . From the loud lip smacking it can be assumed that Wilf found the Spaghettini to be highly satisfying .