Although it doesn't seem that long ago that we were dining on mince pies and singing about Père Noel, it is, in fact, half term. Already.
And, as the French manage to do just about everything with full-blooded Gallic enthusiasm, we have a whole two weeks off, a far cry from the meagre two days that most Scottish school kids are treated to. Thus, I have just returned from spending a couple of days at home, nipping up to Perth, briefly flying through Manchester, and partying a little too hard in Wales. As well as being treated to seeing friends and family (wonderful yes yes blah blah) I am now happily in possession of an enormous number of photos, having hijacked Celyn's (finally fixed) computer.
That was the real reason I went home, obv. So, quickie quickie quickly, here are the missing ones from the past month. You know, there was the rugby in Toulouse...
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| Dragons - Toulouse scrum |
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| Panoramic view of the stadium |
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| Getting ready for a line out |
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| Place de la Capitole in town |
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Wine bar - smallest glasses EVER
(you can see one that the guy on the right is holding. Seriously.. so small!) |
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| Having a wee drink with Newport Dragon Nathan Brew. No idea who the guy behind is! |
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| Nathan and his 'fro |
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| Cel and Wayne Evans |
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| Place du Capitol in the daylight. Hippie commune camp behind .. |
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| Church of the Jacobins |
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| Carousel at Jardin Goudouli |
And then my actual birthday...
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| Au bord de la Dordogne |
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| Cel's mitts |
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| Walking near Les Eyzies |
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| Micoque.. haaaa! |
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| Attempt #5000 with self-timer |
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| Le repas de l'anniversaire |
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| Dining on the Dordogne |
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| It was only because we forgot glasses! |
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| Playing with Cel's camera and the amazing late afternoon sun |
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| Recognise this 'glass of wine' Bomp? (haaa camera trickery!) |
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| "Now I'm 22 I must be mature..." |
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| Una pizza con molto anchooviees..! |
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| Birthday biscuits - thanks Alaina! |
And the rest of the week that Celyn stayed at mine...
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| Being tourists in Sarlat |
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| That's my front door yo |
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| Behind the cathedral in Sarlat |
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| Poorest excuse for a roundabout EVER |
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