We keep seeing people that *remind* us of friends.
Like a woman on a bike who looked like a certain Dixie V.
Like a lass walking past who looked just like Ben's g/f.
Like the woman we saw in Dax that even dressed and walked like Jane M.
The young French males have their own particular walk. When I was a teenager we all adopted a particular "well 'ard" walk that involved swaying side to side - our school masters would ask if we'd just got off a ship. The guys here do something similar that involves walking with stiff legs and short steps. Initially Chris thought it might be from wearing flipflops, but that's not the case.
Today it was supposed to be stormy, but we've seen 28'C with a light overcast sky.