Autumn Fair 2015.

After many days of blue skies and warm sunshine, this morning dawned grey, gloomy and damp.  It is Sunday, 4th October - the day of the Foire Automne.  The weather is a disappointment but it doesn’t deter the market traders setting up their stalls at 7.00. or those individuals selling a mixture of second-hand items - a brocante - or others who have taken up the challenge to clear out their attics - vide grenier.

Again around our house, centre ville and the surrounding streets were filled with stalls. It was chilly but some brave souls were out early.  We watched the occasional umbrella being held aloft and decided to see what the afternoon brought.  I put on the heating and settle down with Harry Bosch.

Mid afternoon - a little brighter and at least dry.  I dug out my heavy leather, hooded, coat and mentioned that it had been months since I wore it.  I put my hands in the pockets and found the spare car keys that have been missing.

We joined the merry throng that filled the town streets - there were a few familiar faces but the majority seemed to have been attracted from the wider area.

Outside our front door we again avoid cables on the ground. As usual, the place is home to the beer van and seating. Not much trade today without the sunshine enticing people to linger.

The dogs say 'bon jour' too.

No tables here - just the pavement to display their wares.

When we returned home the house seemed hot.  I turned down the heating controls.

At least the puzzle of the missing keys has been solved.