After the market, I walked the seven miles home along the Aveyron gorge, and I could describe in great detail how heartbreakingly beautiful the walk along the river is.
But actually, the only thing I can think of is this MASSIVE snake, which was sunbathing across a farm track, and which I nearly stepped on as I admired some nearby buttercups.
But you might have guessed that I saw a snake because I imagine you would have heard the screams back in England. It was the length of my arm span, from fingertip to fingertip, and despite being a perfectly harmless grass snake, it still made my heart pound and my blood race. I am not a fan of snakes.
Would it make you feel any better if I told you I found a rat nest (complete with babies) in my compost bin this morning? There might have been a scream there too! And a fair bit of dancing about...
ReplyDeleteOoooh! Cannot think of anything worse, oh yes I can a rats nest!
ReplyDeleteHope you are having a great break.
Vanessa x
They do make me jump. And squirm.
ReplyDeleteOh, yuk. I don't care whether they are harmless, they're still creepy. Shudder.
ReplyDeleteBut oh, the espresso cup. Oh.
I am now sitting on my feet ;-).
ReplyDeleteEeek! And now must interrogate Tracy re rat's nest at Kew tomorrow--double eeek! K x
ReplyDeleteI swear I saw it wriggle. Oh, the trauma...
ReplyDeleteCan sympathise totally. A few years ago I was carrying my 2 year old down a cliff path in Dorset and a snake slithered out and over my foot and I was only wearinf flip-flops! I just has to stand and look brave! Locals told me there are adders on coast path too!
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