I stopped at my favourite restaurant this lunchtime half way between Villeneuve and the Cucumelle peak here in the Serre Chevalier mountains. I was the only person there. A lump came to my throat as I was reminded of a wonderfully funny lunch Guy and I had enjoyed in Covent Garden ten or so years ago. He booked it - he always likedto choose - and was mortified as we realised we were the only diners there.  Laugh? We howled our way through a decidedly average lunch with exceptionally good wine. Thereafter he would try his best to find empty restaurants where we could laugh loudly without fear of disturbing other diners. The staff would stare thinking we were mad. That memory made me laugh out loud in my empty mountain-side restaurant today. God bless you Guy. Snowy x