The bridge at Canet is closed. Not that that seems to be stopping anyone driving across it regardless, a process which we tried and then abandoned as it involves going most of the way round several trees, across several crevasses and along the edge of a vast precipice before passing the many razor-wire fences to get into the village square. All this whilst dodging loudly hooting cars and mobilettes negotiating the same obstacle course from every conceivable direction. Almost scarier than rush hour in Montpellier.