tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393674883919724980.post2603465480530535291..comments2023-07-16T10:42:00.694+01:00Comments on Psycho: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12201420056461492643noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1393674883919724980.post-36639539141249366022011-11-06T12:17:49.950+00:002011-11-06T12:17:49.950+00:00Your post gave me a pang of nostalgia - not for Lo...Your post gave me a pang of nostalgia - not for London parks, but for venison, which is never to be found in a Midi boucherie, and only rarely on a menu. Then for pheasant, pot-roasted, and parsnips. Let me tell your readers: don't come to the south of France. It's hell. Especially in autumn, which Britain does rather well.<br />Re innocent: aux innocents les mains pleines (dicton francais).Lo Jardinierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10228490660541973229noreply@blogger.com