Having said that, the bus journey took an hour to travel three miles; it would have been quicker to walk, but it was the hottest day of the year and so we sweltered on the top deck. Southampton is a small airport, but compared to Limoges it is a bustling metropolis. We arrived at 10 o clock in the evening and the place was completely deserted, no buses, no taxis, no nothing. Still by the power of technology we were able to phone for transport and were deposited in the city at about 11 o clock.
It was very very very hot, so we went out to sample the French night life and get a drink. We ended up in a pub called the Lord John drinking pints from plastic glasses and listening to a rock band singing a song called Long John Sliver. That's not a spelling mistake - the lyrics consisted of shouting 'Long John Sliver' over and over again. And the beer was 6 Euros a pint.
Limoges calls itself the pottery capital of France, as deposits of porcelain clay are located nearby; we were looking forward to being inspired by artisan potters and designers. Unfortunately there is not one working pottery located in Limoges. However, their two museums on the history of porcelain and enamel work are very good.
The parks and Botanic Gardens of Limoges are delightful, with a variety of fountains.