Yesterday I sorted through some pictures taken whilst I was in the Pyrenees. Sue must have sneaked off to Trentham Gardens when she should have been working, and she hasn’t got round to downloading her photos until now.
There’s no evidence as to whether she went alone, or in company, but there is evidence of the visit…
Meanwhile, I was in the Pyrenees amongst herds of izard, flailing along the switchbacks of the Noufonts ridge.
