Blog in France

We thought we’d seen the last of them, the people who turn up (and always at the worst possible times) and “just want to see the llamas”. In our early days, the majority of these freeloaders were elderly locals who’d heard of the newly-arrived llamas and were determined to see...

Crikey, a month since I lasted posted anything on my blog. Shame on me. And it’s not as though there hasn’t been anything to blog about. Au contraire – summer is the busiest time here with our gite and lakes. Which is probably the problem. That, and filling any spare...

So, les grandes vacances – the summer holidays – are here. And grandes is the word. Rors broke up on 4th July and he goes back to school on 3rd September! Two full months of no school. Pas mal. For us, the school holidays coincide with our busiest season since...

So the youngest Dagg is 13 today. My baby is a teenager (in France, an ado). I feel old! From a tiny mite of 4 lbs 6 ounces born six weeks early, but who fought his way through those crucial first 48 hours, he’s now a sturdy young man, only a...

The mild winter we had has been good for all the local wildlife. In particular, butterflies and snakes seem to have benefited from it. There are definitely more than usual to be seen. You can’t take a step in any of our fields without sending a cloud of butterflies into...