Inger and Elisabeth arrive from Gothenburg. Long late breakfasts seem to be a Swedish thing. Or at least an Inger thing. When not doing her day job and cutting people up (she’s a surgeon, not a psychopath), Inger is an artist. She was bowled over by the intensity of the colours in Provence. A bit of a change from the often gray skys and seascapes of Gothenburg!
So after breakfast, and before the rituals involved in preparing cocktails and evening meals (usually variations on a theme of the side of gravalax salmon they’d brought with them from Sweden), they’d be out and about exploring.
Inger will be back – with a group of artists – later in the year or next year.
Of course, Ryanair is making life easier for us all. They’ve opened up Marseille as a hub – which includes direct flights from Gothenburg. So all I have to do is work out where to advertise in Gothenburg – though word of mouth will help.