French road works
I love roadworks in rural French towns.
First you get to chat to acquantances in the traffic jam caused by the deviation signs actually sending you in circles. (Cue lots of daring dashes down wrong way streets hoping you don’t meet a truck coming the other way.)
And then being sent up thrilling little medieval streets you have never gone before.
For ten years I have beetled around this town. And I have never come across this house. Quite the thing.