Ma belly is full. Sat here in my room at Hotel Europe, window open to let in a breeze that lulls us into a false sense of security as the temperature today is set to hit the thirties.
We found a good bar last night. PQP. Good beer and a big screen for the rugby. In between matches we popped along to the Kashmiri restaurant for onion bhaji and lamb madras. I guess for France it wasn’t bad but wouldn’t really give it more than six out of ten.
Left the boys to it and wandered back to the hotel. Only a short walk from all the action and has a pool and a secure car park. The latter is v handy but not sure I’ll use the pool despite the warm day ahead. See how it goes.