Took the tracteur into town to buy petrol so I can get the garden under control, or at least keep the paths clear after my encounter with the snake this morning.
Nice drive along the back roads. Fields are looking good. It's Limousin country here, and the cattle are looking healthy.
Apparently I've not been to town since the beginning of October (over 7 months ago), which was when I last went to buy fuel.
Scintillating conversation with the garagiste as usual. Three whole words and a grunt.
