Slightly Foxed in . . . Languedoc-Roussillon

‘Thank you so much for the summer poster. The little fox face peering (here she comes) through the digitalis just touched a chord. Thank you too, for Slightly Foxed – one day when I have no animal commitments I shall call and see if you need a willing ‘gofer’ cum slave.’

‘Like most people, I am incredibly busy, but my heart sings whenever SF arrives – the kettle goes on, my feet go up and I lose myself for a couple of hours. I never know what direction I’m going to be taken but I never cease to be delighted with your publications. I even re-read them!’