With Antoine and Armelle here for a long weekend, we’re moving Kerbeleg in its entirety, labelling, sorting and donating, all between two crêpes and a bowl of cider to perk us up. It’s heavy, it’s dusty, but we’re having a bit of fun all the same, because a lot of forgotten objects are coming out of the backs of cupboards. We put them in boxes in the garage to be either redistributed or peeled when we have a bit of time.
