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 PostIn all fairness, I must tell you that all is not wine and cycling and long walks in the sunshine here. Gloom has prevailed the last couple of days, and more is predicted. Above, Pater…
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…
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