Horses: I've usually no issue with horses. It's been a lot of years since I last felt threatened by one and they're a common occurrence on our walks. So, I can assure everyone that we didn't opt to night hike just because there were a few horses grazing nearby. On this occasion I'm with Conrad's view, in that we had no idea what was in the minds of those horses, but they clearly weren't happy.
Vulture Rock: I did say to Mick as we passed by that if I was to drop down dead just there, then there probably wouldn't be much of me left by the time a recovery team arrived. Mick responded that if you're going to die on a mountain then you may as well benefit the food chain!
Bananas: it was a little shop with very neat bunches of bananas (no odds and sods) where it seemed to me that it would be rude to break some off - so I bought the whole bunch of 6 and we ate them. I do like bananas!
Beer: those who want there to be beer drinking will be disappointed when I remind them that I don't drink and as it's me who writes this, there won't be many mentions of the substance. I did have a very nice lemonade with my meal the other night, but lemonade-o'clock doesn't quite have the same ring, does it? Even if I don't mention it, be assured that Mick is enjoying the odd beer (as he is as I type this).
Eating out: Martin, what would we do without your handy tips? Who ever would have thought there was good food and wine to be had in restaurants in France?!
Unfortunately, we couldn't eat at the place you recommended in St Jean - 'Ferme ce soir', said the sign on the door when we went past this evening.
The Ridge to St Etienne: shame you didn't have good visibility for that bit Conrad - the views were excellent. I'm sure we'll miss views from other lovely bits later on though - this weather can't last.
A couple of other random observations:
1) there's lots of bracken. Sometimes with only the slimmest of paths through and with the greenery at head height. I imagine it would be a different walk a month earlier.
2) if we'd forgotten the mint teabags on this trip it wouldn't have been a problem. So much mint growing along the way. We were particularly amused at a flock of sheep grazing a field of mint. Ready minted mutton?