Roundabout

We have been chasing a roundabout around Angers for a couple of weeks now, but it has always eluded us. It is never in the same place for long. Yesterday morning we tracked it down near to the town centre, and made it an excuse for a wander.

First we went to the central Saturday market, and admired the piles of autumn vegetables. We resisted buying very much as the car was parked a long walk away. You have to get up early, and find a place in the nearby underground carpark if you want to fill your trolley and baskets. 

We walked on to the flea market a short walk away, and to our surprise, there was a clarinet for sale. We had just been discussing the instrument with Louis, who is interested in learning to play it. We had passed a music shop, and admired a new clarinet in the window. And now, a few minutes later, here was one going for a song, or more exactly, for 60 euros.

However, we decided to be prudent and wait for Caroline's cousin Annie to give him an expert demonstration of her own instruments and some advice. He will probably borrow one from the school, at least for his first lessons.

We finally reached the roundabout. It had been worth waiting for.