Welcome song

It's good to be back at Verteillac. Croissants for breakfast outside; a swim; Richard, Stuart and me doing a supermarket run before Sunday closing.

Food and more food. For lunch and dinner. Crowds of friends, young and old. Claire started a game of murder and launched the gin and tonic train. Stuart rendered his traditional welcome "song", starting with Claire, who danced unstably on a chair.

Exhausted with the exertion we head to bed while the rest of the crew sing on into the early hours.