Seillans
Sometimes you sit back and think god that’s a good read, then you nip off to do stuff and you come back and the computer thing has turned itself off and did you save the words of wisdom, of course not. Will I never learn. This is the second and last part of the Seillans blog
So I will let the pictures do the talking.
Sometimes you sit back and think god that’s a good read, then you nip off to do stuff and you come back and the computer thing has turned itself off and did you save the words of wisdom, of course not. Will I never learn. This is the second and last part of the Seillans blog
So I will let the pictures do the talking.
This place was for sale and obviously had a specky view, the problem seems to be how to get in. This would be an ideal place for a vagrant pom to buy as it seems to be a popular exercise for the English judging by the amount of them knocking around here. I blame a Year in Provence. Question why did they only last a year, answer too many bloody English
This is just a nice picture, shame about the drainpipe but water has to go somewhere and has to be directed there. Just to the left amongst the vegetation is the remnants of either a fish pond or a water storage thingy, or both probably. I think the green pipe with the orange top is something to do with the electricity supply, no medieval hill town can do without lecky.