Saturday Morning in Bordeaux
I try to hide my impatience when Pater finally comes downstairs for tea, more than two hours after dawn reached through the skylight to tickle me awake and send me tiptoeing out of the bedroom.…
View PostI try to hide my impatience when Pater finally comes downstairs for tea, more than two hours after dawn reached through the skylight to tickle me awake and send me tiptoeing out of the bedroom.…
View PostWe spotted this fellow in the woods last weekend while on a 12kilometre randonnée near St. Galmier. Apparently there had been a scarecrow contest, and the various entries were distributed along the way. I would…
View PostI’ll show you what I mean whenI grouse a bit about the weather, and this is after a Monday night storm, and a wet, grey, windy Tuesday and Wednesday. Here is the next few days’…
View PostI can hardly stand it! We are staying in the renovated and professionally and charmingly decorated 300-year old farmhouse which old walking friends run as a Chambre d’hôte in the Loire departement of France. Almost…
View PostI’m just waiting for Pater to get back with something for dinner. We had planned to eat a simple meal, perhaps steak frites, at the cafe around the corner, but that ten-minute walk feels too…
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