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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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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Such beautiful blue skies and smiles!
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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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What a cheek! Hope you had a good response….
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laughter of course!
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😀
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Alas there are all kind of cyclists.. personally I usually just say hello.
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Cheeky cycliist! I expect he was under 25 when you think everybody over 40 is ‘old’.
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No – he was a cheveux blanc!
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What lovely weather! Much like what we had on Monday. >
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