Back to the distillery

not the sea. We set out to go to the sea today, although the weather didn't look very promising, calling in Pézenas first to pick up a postcard rack that the framer gave me the other day. She gave me two but we could only fit one in the car at a time so had to go back today - such a kind offer that I didn't want to miss it. It is much bigger than the first so once it was in the car we could see we couldn't go very far with the top of it wedged between our heads. The clouds were gathering, so we came home, dropped the rack off (after noticing that it has a sign on the top, éditions du désastre, and hoping that's not an omen!) and then went to lunch in the café at Pouzolles. While we were eating the excellent 13 euro menu (calamares à la romaine, a very tender and rare pièce de boeuf, chocolate cake, and including wine) the sun came out and we took a detour past the distillery on the way home.

This may seem a very rural area, with vines and olives groves wherever you look outside the villages, but I was struck by how industrial some of the processes can be.

Now, after the wine and good food, I need a siesta before doing some work this evening. I can hear the sounds of carpentry in the distance as work on the shelter I wrote about yesterday seems to be going ahead amazingly quickly!