These pix show the beach at Canet, près de chez Claire. We get whole weeks of beautiful, warm sunshine, then Pow! Stonking great storms, complete with cataclysm and full quad sound.
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The Awkward Squad: poetry by Eddie Castellan
So who is this bloke anyway?
- Eddie Castellan
- is a surprisingly well-preserved 51-year-old poet, who plays guitars and lives in a small French village somewhere in the general direction of the Pyrenees, unaccompanied by dogs.
Seven great tracks by Les Quat' Cats
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- Woodn't it be luvverly? Mais non, Monsieur . . .
- Tonnes of driftwood litter the windswept beaches
- Any excuse to use an arty shot while we're about it
- Lest we forget, a village moment of remembrance
- All these Kings and Queens . . . mais pas très ang...
- OTT Sevilla - Over the top and off down the other ...
- Don't look down, it's El Patio de Los Naranjos
- A wander through the gardens of Pedro the Cruel
- The world according to carp - extreme feeshness
- The Mezquita - the Moors' finest hour in Spain
- How could we possibly finish without flamenco?
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Other fun links
- Les Quat' Cats rock'n'roll band
- Vivinfrance's Blog
- Tilling-sur-Aude
- Kate Hardy-Hothouse
- Rocktastic Pix by Ian Harvey
- Barbara Fuller's Photos
- British TV in France
- Barbara Dordi, writer and editor
- Limoux Bed & Breakfast - in the Hothouse
- Café de Fa
- Underneath the Sideboard in the Front Room
- Oundle Underpants
- Rocktastic Blog
- Novel Thinking
- Au Fil de l'Eau
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