A Day Out

Jock 18.8.15overcrowded beach at Pirou

thistles again

les trois vieillards à Pirou plage

Three of us take a rest and a passing cyclist called us “une brochette de trois vieillards” (A kebab of three oldies)  Linda was insulted – she’s the same age as my daughter, Sally.  The one on the right is Annette of the fabulous garden.   I took the photos.

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10 Responses to A Day Out

  1. a lovely outing. Glad you are up to walking on the beach. Cheeky passerby…gotta love the French, they have an opinion about everyone and everything. I can say that cause I are one!

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  2. Such beautiful blue skies and smiles!

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  3. Viv, nice to see you again! Sweet pictures. Some people are rude, no? Wait until THAT kid gets old. Life catches up to us all. I had to chuckle! Amy

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  4. Sue says:

    What a cheek! Hope you had a good response….

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  5. Alas there are all kind of cyclists.. personally I usually just say hello.

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  6. tialys says:

    Cheeky cycliist! I expect he was under 25 when you think everybody over 40 is ‘old’.


  7. Misky says:

    What lovely weather! Much like what we had on Monday. >


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