Today is definitely Avignon Day. I started yesterday with a bit of background on this important city, so if your memory is like mine, read it again. As my parents used to say when we were in a hurry, and I appeared to be elsewhere, “ I’m not going to repeat myself !” Luckily for you, there is no implied punishment attached to this, and I don’t think there ever was for me. It was just an often futile attempt to get me to snap out of it, fire up, pull your finger out, and as my father never swore in his life, that’s as colourful as it got. Approaching Avignon, via Google Maps, the overall impression and welcoming committee leaves a lot to be desired. According to Tim, France has a view that cutting back
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