A Lot of Lunching & Swimming in France | Part I

Jump ahead a week and I'm back in London, going through all the photos stinging with nostalgia (already) the temperatures have dropped a good 10 degrees since I flew over the Channel. A cocktail of bad wifi and the absence of any editing tools on my laptop I couldn't post anything up until now! I came back a few shades darker, a blonder mane and some sunny memories.

Now rewind a week ago, we're back in the Lot at our friend's house, we just had lunch under the old fig tree. The table was brimming with colourful salads, juicy tomatoes, puy lentils mixed with creamy goat's cheese, delicious baguettes still warm from the bakery, rillettes so delicious they melt away in your mouth, so many cheeses I don't know where to look. We are spoiled rotten, eating like kings at every meal. The rest of the day is spent by the pool with some more friends, reading and chatting away until the sun disappears behind the trees.