The last couple of days have been a bit blurred, not through excess alcohol consumption but transferring from one country to another…

On Thursday morning we visited the Dali museum in Figueres. It’s every bit as offbeat as Dali was. It contains a lot of his works, though does show what a fine draughtsman he was and how he experimented with differing painting methods and styles. I enjoyed it, but as ever it was somewhat spoilt by guided groups who filled rooms and blocked exhibits.

We drove up the costal road on our way out of Spain, stopping in Portbou for what can only be described as the biggest plate of stodge we ate in Spain, before driving up and over the top, back into France. This really is a beautiful part of the world and each cove and cliff top view is more enchanting.

So we arrived at Gruissan, on the coast south of Narbonne. We are in a small B&B, in itself really nice, though with portaloos just outside our window. It’s fete weekend in Gruissan and as luck would have it we seem to be at the end of town with all the temporary bars. Our intention was to meet up with Susie’s friends, Maggie and Martin. Maggie is an expert in Kimono and is staging a exhibition of Kimono at a contemporary arts centre in the town. We went out for a lovely meal and chat last night, then this morning we went along for a preview. Maggie and Martin have worked very hard to display the kimono beautifully as you can see from these photos.

Tomorrow evening we’re going to the exhibition and with a lot of arm twisting, I’ll be wearing a kimono. Susie, being a born performer, needs no such persuasion…..