Not a great shot. It was breezy today, but the leaf just twisted and turned on its spider silk rope and didn't fall.
Vide Grenier in Lavaur this morning, though the fun was rather taken out of it for me because of another set of abusive emails from our least favourite neighbours. Conor found a bunch of swords to buy (one of which I am not to call a sword because it is a katana, not a sword).
Then, after some lounging in the shade of the grapevine, off to pull together a roast dinner, and an evening of overeating and telly ensued.