They were a firm favourite of my own grandmother, perhaps that's why I love them so much, they're an integral part of my childhood memories.
We're 'tomorrow' here, I'll post my picture for today, shall I? There's not much to see of the village of St Nectaire
, it's a small place, huddled close to the side of the mountain, with a few houses, a church and a teeny shop. We did
appreciate the cool water in the fountain, to freshen our sticky selves, as it was so hot that day: