Sunshine yesterday afternoon but a brisk cold wind. I’m in what used to be a trough, a long time ago. My friend RouXy is half asleep in front of the wood logs.
My Master has found an article on the website of the French daily newspaper Libération. A bit long to be translated – my Master would do it for you if you asked him – but the subtitles are rather easy to understand. Then answer this question : “Some more Irish stew?”