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Low life

I’m making a cave disco in the south of France

30 March 2019

9:00 AM

30 March 2019

9:00 AM

I’ve swapped my carer’s tray in Devon for a barrow and spade halfway up a cliff in the south of France. Right next door to the modernised, carpeted cave in which we live is a concealed cavern, home for hundreds of years to troglodytes (the ceiling is black with soot from their fires) and their domestic animals.

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