On 27th December 2007, after travelling round France, we finally moved in to our own French dream. As well as having the memoirs of our travels on the blog, it is also an ongoing account of our new life in France.
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Owls That
Monday, 18 February 2013
Bo##ocks
Steve and I had a very productive morning dumpering away, clearing up piles of mess here there and everywhere. After a quick spot of lunch I loaded the dumper with some rotten grass and proceeded off down the old drive to dump it over the edge in to the big hollow. The dumper was stationary and on level ground when I tipped the bucket to empty it. The forward inertia was just enough to get the front wheels over the edge and by that point there was no going back. I managed to launch myself forward and sideways to get off the beast but due to the direction the wheels were pointing the next thing I felt was the wheel over my back and shoulder as the dumper progressed down the embankment landing the wrong way up between some trees. Amazingly the engine was still running even though the beast was upside down. I scrambled down the hill and turned the engine off before returning to the house for a beer and to organise the rescue mission.
Steve and I worked out a plan involving the felling of a few trees so that we could roll it back on its wheels before towing it out with the Range Rover.
Thursday, 14 February 2013
Happy St Valentines
Sunday, 3 February 2013
Kirsty and her eleventeen birthday!!
The day started well and the game of Uno, the hair straighteners/curlers/crimpers, money etc etc were appreciated. The surprises started in the afternoon.
Pulling up to the large supermarket in the car with Grandma Irene as chief assistant Kirsty was bored! Typical! After looking at a few shops we went to the nail bar. Little did Kirsty know that mummy had already booked appointments and was stuck for words when the lady started questioning her on which colour she would like.
After a nice relax and a coffee we then managed to find our way to the next surprise, the cinema, to see the Life of Pi. Thankfully our friend Helen had noticed that it was still on in a local cinema. Grandma Irene managed the whole film in French and Helen managed to sit on my lap for most of the film!! There were a few jumpy moments.
Leaving the cinema behind we walked to the local pizza restaurant where the table had been booked for all nine girlies. Apart from Grandma Irene, Kirsty and I, we also had Helen, Anna and their daughters. We were right next to the kitchen which was great for watching the chef, Grandma Irene kept her eye on him all night! The waitress organised the icecream finale, including birthday candles and indoor firework. The entire restaurant sang Happy Birthday, including the chef, a great end to a great day.
Happy Birthday Kirsty.