I headed for Franck’s on Sunday to have a big English breakfast. I still miss those Bill Breakfast’s on Wigglesworth Street. Cooking one on my own isn’t just the same. At the next table a couple was wondering about the camps where the Spanish Civil War refugees had come over the border to stay in Argelès and I knew the answer.
One conversation led into another and they were researching the Cathars. I invited them to my place so I could print out a list of sources. He is a writer as well and they invited me to dinner Tuesday night, which is good, because I will be able to clean out my frigo in the afternoon and unplug it. Even better will be an evening of interesting conversation.
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