To Cannes...

I was about to start this with the remark that life is now back to normal as Boy Child starts back to school after his 3 week lay off but then I started musing over the definition of "normal." Who actually has a nicely predictable life and wouldn't you be bored if you did? It's the unpredictable that keeps me interested. Which translates as my parents in law have joined us for a 2 week stay. As they are the easiest people to get along with their presence in the house is a pleasure and as they've been coming twice a year at least since we arrived they know how my life works...chaotically.
As Friday dawned clear and bright I ran them down to Cannes as they wanted ozone and shops in that order.

Cannes was jumping with activity as usual. It's a very popular conference centre outside of the film festival time and you can see the delegates pouring out of the GMF(who're they?) conference down the famous red carpet.

Outside the Palais des Festivals are handprints of the beautiful and famous set in cement. I took a photo of the one my children used to insist on looking at every time we came to Cannes; I know its location so well I could find it in the dark.

I walked a little way along the Croissette taking in the shops and people watching. I love the front of Dolce and Gabbana and the reflection of the sea in its mirrored window, so sleek.
And if I'd had time I'd have lunched here at this beach restaurant simply to reward their marketing skills: towards the bottom it says "We speak French, Italian, English and football." Then underneath "Smile you're in Cannes"
And there in the distance is the Carlton where the stars stay during the festival.

My mother in law had hit the market with a vengeance; to say she loves a bargain is understating it and she stumbled across a stallfull of jackets, very reasonably priced she told me. As she was rifling through and remarking to my father in law about the quality of the synthetic fur so real looking, an American voice said quietly in English behind her: it's all from cats and dogs, you know.

Exit mother in law.