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Tuesday afternoon in Perigueux

After lunch on Tuesday, Ainsley took us in the minibus to Perigueux. I had a look in shoe shops, but, as I have come to realise, French women have very small and dainty feet, and the assistants look at mine with a mixture of horror and amusement.
On the way back to St Severin, we stopped at the art shop for a little shopping there.

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