Night of the 4th of May revisited.

After the excellent repast of the previous evening (I am still salivating thinking of that boeuf Bourgignon!), I had a bit of a lie in on the morning of the 5th of May and awoke to a day that was much more climatically suited to me. Certainly it was not stunningly hot but at least it was dry and you could see the sun.

Perhaps somewhat oddly I still had the Al Stewart song “Night of the 4th of May” as an earworm.  If you have happened upon this page randomly then please see the previous entry for an explanation of this. Continue reading “Night of the 4th of May revisited.”