Crooked House

A country life in France

A Streak of Blue

This morning, Nell and I took our first lengthy walk in what feels like forever. It must be almost three months since she last visited her frog pond, which is now simply a patch of mud. It was cloudy this morning and feeling cool, though apparently up to 24 degrees today. A measure of how hot it has been recently when today felt cool and refreshing by comparison. Nell did quite well but I noticedContinue readingA Streak of Blue

Stuff that kept us busy for a while

There were other constructions but they don’t appear to have made it onto my camera card so are not currently available f or inclusion. Together with the daily dog walk (health permitting) and a deal of sun bathing, it all helped to pass the time and our 8 weeks were up almost before they seemed to have started. The Date Night thing was excellent. It helped to pass the time in planning, prepping and cooking.Continue readingStuff that kept us busy for a while

Where was I?

Now, where was I? I was saying (a long time ago) that I couldn’t get automatic posting from Instagram to work. I notice that in my absence the applet suddenly began to play nicely (1, 2, 3)! It needs some fine tuning I think. And wherever have I been and where are my Lockdown updates? It went roughly like this: After six weeks of Lockdown, on the 27th of April, I was suddenly catapulted intoContinue readingWhere was I?

Another Day, Another Week, Another Month

It was not unexpected last evening, when M. Macron announced an extension to the lockdown until May 11th. That is another four weeks. There is no hint yet as to whether it is expected to extend beyond that period or if instead we shall be seeing a relaxation of our restrictions. I am not very good with figures and especially not so with graphs but it looks to me as though France may not haveContinue readingAnother Day, Another Week, Another Month

One Month Later…

It is difficult to believe that tomorrow we enter our fifth week of physical distancing (aka Lockdown). The time is passing so quickly and evidence of this would seem to be the fact that I never found the time to sit down during this past week to write the words “we are in our fourth week“. M. Macron speaks to the nation this evening and it is widely expected that he will be increasing ourContinue readingOne Month Later…

One, two, three…

We are now well into our third week of confinement. Things appear to be going well for us and the time is passing very quickly, It should get even better now that the weather is set to pick up again.  We are now fully confident that we have not brought any nasty bugs home with us from Provence and so I am no longer trying to completely avoid everybody by walking Nell at a timeContinue readingOne, two, three…

Comforting

How do I choose? There is so very much that I could be doing. I am suffering from Opportunity Paralysis! … Continue readingComforting

Strolling in Company

Today we were able to share our dog walk for the first time since we arrived home from Provence last Tuesday. A new Attestation form has been published and it is more clear (and more generous) on the exercise conditions. We may exercise for up to one hour and the start time must be written onto the form. We may share our walk with a member of the same household. The walk should be restrictedContinue readingStrolling in Company

One down

Today we can say that we have survived our first week of lockdown. The time has passed quickly. Good weather is helping to keep our spirits up. Both house and garden are looking neater and tidier but there is scope for further time-filling both inside and out. Feeling much better since it was clarified last evening that we may walk out with the dog for up to an hour. I had been told that itContinue readingOne down

A Spring Wedding

Day four of the lockdown and it is entirely possible that I am going slightly bonkers but I have a little tale to tell you. Whilst practising my social distancing – out with Nell and my camera, I found myself among the hub and bub of a Spring Wedding. How come? You might well ask. Well, here’s what happened… I was admiring the Blackthorn bushes and thinking that how, when they are burdened with blossom,Continue readingA Spring Wedding

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