A country life in France
Nell’s excessive drinking and urination have ramped up considerably. Hence I was outside at a little past 2 am this morning, by which time the car was already covered in a sparkling frost. On the 6 am toilet run, the world was looking fairly well white all over (as viewed through the window from my bed, that is). When we first came house-hunting around here there was snow on the ground (apparently a once in
Currently in the third week of Lockdown v2.0, with week four commencing at midnight on this coming Thursday. Today is Day 20 and I am missing a few posts! We haven’t been doing a great deal – hence, I suppose the lack of diary postings. What has there been to note? “not much,” I thought, but in fact some fairly important/momentous stuff has been happening. We have applied for our new Cartes de Sejour, required
We are home again, after a month-long trip away. A trip during which I completely failed to get my laptop out. It was good to come home. We were driving along, close to Le Dorat at the time, when I felt that “aren’t we fortunate to live in such a lovely part of France” feeling washing over me. I had a sudden urge to invite all my friends to come and stay and to share
Not in any way to belittle but “just” a list of Roz’s journal prompts that I have missed. I hope to catch up on at least some of them. My PC is acting up and I have little hope of doing anything at all just now. I’ll crack on once it stops being silly. Journal prompt What were the treasured toys that you possessed when you were a child? Do you still own any treasures
If anybody was wondering where I have been and wasn’t I supposed to be following Roz’s A Month in the Country prompts? Well, yes, I was supposed to be getting back into my writing and I still intend to. We have been away in the van on a couple of trips (and I have some photos and am brewing up some words about a few places) but this is the real culprit! This be the
I spent much of yesterday in trying to automatically post Instagram uploads from lapetitemaisontordue to this blog. My idea was that as I now have to carry my phone (with my digital Attestation upon it) that there is some sense in taking photos with it as I walk around and then not have to sit and sort through a camera card when I come home. I thought that perhaps it might keep this blog more
We arrived home from Provence yesterday, on the day that France imposed stringent movement restrictions (known by many as a “lockdown”). We did not quite get home in time for the midday curfew, so we had our movement certificate duly filled in. There was a major lack of food in the house, given that we emptied all cupboards and turned off the freezer before leaving on our long winter trip at the end of October.