Two weekends ago was saucisson and rosé vin and fromage. This weekend is not. This weekend is picking up final bits and bobs for the big day and also wondering what the ***** I’m going to do with 8 kilos of courgettes that found their way into my online grocery shop.
Thankfully the error wasn’t mine (I really did just order 2!) but that still doesn’t solve the issue of what I do with about 20 giant courgettes. I made a cake! …That got rid of all 1.5 of them. Sooo just 18.5 to go. I suppose I should probably try to eat more vegetables given the amount of artery-clogging food we ate in Provence…but the siren call of the cheese we smuggled home is very strong.
How gorgeous is Aix? Sadly while I was vainly attempting to document this prettiness and weathered windowpanes and cream walls everywhere, various sundry parts of my camera decided to essentially die on me…it’s about time I admitted I need new batteries, and a new memory card and potentially a new body, but in the meantime… here is a picture of a beach:
By the way, it looks idyllic and all, but it was so windy we were washing sand out of our scalps for days. Days. BUT THAT’S OKAY because beach and sea swimming and pals! it was honestly the loveliest weekend, and over far too quick. I would like to be back in a plaza drinking wine as the sun sets and restaurant lights softly fizz into life, chatting about everything and anything. Next week is cancelled & we’re all getting flights…yes?