Blog in France

Ugh. Monday again. The new departure time for the lycée bus, 6.35am, is proving tough going. It’s  only ten minutes earlier than previously, but at that time of day, one minute equals about twenty! I’m going to bed at 9pm on Sunday, but I don’t tend to sleep very well...

Wool is becoming something of a recurrent theme in my blog at the moment, but since I’m an avid knitter and I own an assortment of woolly animals – llamas, alpacas and sheep – then I suppose it’s only to be expected. First up socks! I have triumphed over the...

Just some of the walnuts waiting to be processed We are wading through walnuts here at the moment. There’s a bumper crop this year and Chris and I collecting vast quantities every morning during our cycle rides. So far we’ve brought back four full rucksackfuls of them, and not all...

I’m not kidding. Benj has an electric bed in his room! His accommodation is awesome. My eldest son has landed on his feet following the fiasco of him not sending in a deposit to secure his first choice of slightly cheaper Uni residence. The luck of the Irish I guess....

Here is our new unit of currency. The kilo of pasta which, for want of a better word, we’ll call the kipastalo. Let me explain. Eldest son Benj is off to Uni and will be self-catering on a regular basis. His plan is to live on pasta since it’s one...