Church, Verfeil

I can’t remember what the church is called, but it’s big, old and very sturdy - definitely where you’d want to be hiding if invaders arrived.

The day started with a rainy trip to the airport with Mr B. Then a bunch of work, and of to Verfeil with a bunch of basketballers (they train there on Tuesdays as it’s a team-of-two-towns). Shopping and some evening strolling and back for a late dinner and some very late working.