We have received a blog comment expressing concern that we are enjoying ourselves whilst others must deal with "judges and clever opponents". As Ruth will tell you, there is no more rewarding a time than dealing with ... etc.
As a result of this comment, you see us here literally pulling our hair, desperately writing postcards and (in Annes's case) drawing up the roster for washing and ironing the clothes. It's not as easy as it seems.
Here is Peter and Paul having to lock the door of our hovel before venturing forth into a world of food and wine.
As a result of this comment, you see us here literally pulling our hair, desperately writing postcards and (in Annes's case) drawing up the roster for washing and ironing the clothes. It's not as easy as it seems.
Here is Peter and Paul having to lock the door of our hovel before venturing forth into a world of food and wine.
Peter, early in the morning, already exhausted.
Cathy driving, navigating and snatching a quick doze.
The bloody Luberon
Across the lane from the apartment - a tyre-repair man. We are contemplating applying for a job.
One of the friendlier natives. (Is this the chat feroce from Paris?)
One of the smoother roads we have to drive over.
Horreur, horreur! Anne's pain au raisin had a hole in the middle!
Cathy snatching another nap.
Anne has taken up dry-stone walling.
I am pleased to see the trip is more purgatorial but please ensure that Cathy is not asleep on the job. Pleasure is a serious business!
ReplyDeleteTyre repairing is very rewarding but exposure of coin slots are required.
The Luberon is certainly not Grand Massif.
As for Anne's pain au raisin, didn't Eliza tell dear Henry to fix it. I suggest Anne orders Peter to "..fix it dear Peter, fix it." (I suppose it's gone now anyroad)
Dear Team,
ReplyDeleteI am pleased to see that it isn't just all champagne and croissants though remain disappointed that all your tasks appear to be taking place in sunshine. More rain, less smiling please. And perhaps a shot or two of that cat attacking one of you to obtain a pastry.
I have just finished yet another day in court in front of a grumpy Magistrate and a pleasant but idiotic opponent. Highlights = magistrate complaining that my instructor's typing was too loud; witness for the prosecution asking if I could drive him to court tomorrow as his evidence didn't finish today; the family of the deceased being so suspicious of me that they refused to take the first lift going down to lunch as they believed it was some sort of trick or trap I had cunningly arranged.
I need France.
Love Ruth