Monday, day off

Really a day off this time. We walked into town to buy bread, and some fig rolls for Chris (why?). We read, or iPadded; I am reading a History of France, which is entertaining and interesting, although consists almost entirely of fighting. If not French fighting French, then French fighting Abroad, or Abroad fighting French. Or Black Death, famine, revolution...not a light hearted read. We went out for a walk in the afternoon and then saw an art exhibition in a Cultural Centre just on the edge of the town. I liked a series of cartoon drawings someone had done, and a very good study of a woman and her bright red shoes. So, a quiet day, restful and peaceful. No scary precipices, no 6.5 km walks. We may watch Love in a Cold Climate this evening, or we may not.