Troc at Lannion.

On Sunday I went off to Lannion, for a troc.
Again a beautiful warm sunny day and everyone was in good spirits.
The boulangeries were doing well selling croissants and pain au raisins etc.
As always I enjoyed looking out for different things, this time more old buttons and a very unusual jug.
The drive there and back through the countryside was just so enjoyable and I sang some of the songs I'd learnt with the choir.

When I got home a friend had called and brought a whole branch of cherries from her garden,luckily there were some left for me.
Malcolm cooked me two sardines left from his lunch and that was followed by some cherries, delicious.