• 27.03 Day 192 . . . Spring Has Sprung

    27 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 7 °C

    So we both woke about 5am for what reason we know not. Tre said she hadn’t slept all night. After a chat I. The dark we both finally dozed back off until about 9am.
    Whilst in bed and as mentioned previously there had been two days of huge demos in Sainte Soline we protestors and police injured. All to do with a planned and commenced huge water basin. Tre and I looked at some of the coverage on social media - truly brutal for such a sleepy tiny village. The police were well prepared but well outnumbered by protestors.
    Worth a watch: https://fb.watch/jxH0zLBS7b/
    We both got up as we were expecting a call from our English Notaire - which Tre thought was at 10am and I thought was 1030am. Guess who was right - we hadn’t needed to dive out of bed so quite quickly.
    At 1030am the call failed to happen. At 1115am I sent a polite email to the notaire kindly offering the option that one of us had got the date wrong or perhaps he had been delayed with other work.
    At 1130am he called and explained that he was as we knew in England and England was an hour behind here, therefore he was spot on time 😂. Laughed off due to our stupidity the call then went ahead to discuss inheritance. French law provides for a property in joint names to be passed to the children in the event of one parent passing - a fairly new law which isn’t going down to well in France. The call was to navigate our way around this.
    At just gone 2pm we left on route to Gilly and Paul’s for a catch up. We took a road we’ve never taken before and loved the fact that after all the on off rain over the past days, a burst of sunshine had made it feel like Spring had arrived and everything had screamed into life.
    We spent the best of the afternoon with Gilly and Paul before departing and popping to Sauze SuperU for a couple of bits.
    From there we drove home and hurriedly got dinner on the go as it was just before 7pm.
    We’d had a follow up email from our English Notaire which we need to read a couple more times before making any decisions.
    Post dinner a little TV before bed as we were both knackered.
    Tomorrow we go on holiday!!
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  • 26.03 Day 191 . . . Not A Lot Achieved

    26 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 9 °C

    So we woke at a reasonable time and then remembered the clocks had gone forwards and so we were again late getting up. After brekkie we planned our week or so back in the UK in May/June to take in a music festival, getting something on the van fixed, hiring a 7.5t lorry to pack our belongings into, drive to France home, unload and drive the lorry back to the UK and then drive back to our France home again - just before we have visitors arrive. Nothing like putting ourselves under pressure.
    Next I dug out my drone and popped the batteries on charge - one of which was as dead as a do-do, so research needed as to how to fix this. Also charged up some camera kit. We go away in a couple of days to an island that may be quite picturesque.
    The rest of the day was pretty chilled with me doing some stuff with Ancestry and Tre self teaching via YouTube - renovating furniture.
    So having been up late the day was past in a flash.
    We saw some updates of the demo on Sainte Soline which is not very far from here at all. A really small hamlet which is quite picturesque - which is now the site of a proposed water basin. Demonstrators have been arriving from as far afield as Italy and other European countries - most being rent a mob. But there are a very large number of locals who are opposed to the build. Police numbers have been increasing in this area all week. So much so Tre had banned me from going anywhere north of our location for the past three days 😂 I think she thinks I’ll get myself arrested.
    Anyhow after watching England v Ukraine and a bit of telly the day had gone - with to be honest not a lot to show for it.
    Must try harder tomorrow.
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  • 22.03 Day 187 . . . Deposit Paid

    22 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

    Another lazy morning with Tre sleeping in - where is all this sleep coming from. I’d woken several times in the night and hadn’t really slept very well and was then awake early - the complete opposite to Tre.
    After breakfast Tre called the bank to check that if we made a substantial payment from her account it wouldn’t be blocked. Not as easy as it sounds, but were told to try it and if it got blocked to call them back - not the answer you really wanted !! We finally grabbed the laptop and logged into our international banking account we now have. Five minutes later the payment was made . . . fingers crossed. So that’s it deposit made on the house - big day, now no turning back, not that we have any wish to!!
    Just as we were giving ourselves a little bit of cheery congratulations on our situation the phone rang and Tre had a call to say her mums brother had died!
    How to pop a balloon quickly.
    After a sad call for Tre with her Aunt we decided to get on. We’d had some stuff dropped by Hannah during breakfast, the postie had been with Amazon goodies.
    New ink for printer and a cut throat razor and blades for me . . . Will attempt it tomorrow, so I don’t go for coffee looking like I’ve been kidnapped and tortured by a crazed knife man.
    Showered and ready at 2pm we headed out to Chef Boutonne for coffee with Gilly and Paul. We spent over an hour chatting at a table outside Voyageurs, the weather just holding off from raining.
    After coffee Tre and I went in search of birthday and condolence cards, birthday cards in France are difficult enough but condolence!! Anyhow we succeeded and it wasn’t long before we were homeward bound.
    Once home Tre stuck last nights creation in the oven to cook and it didn’t seem long before we were sitting having dinner.
    A few episodes of Fauda on Netflix and another day was done.
    An important day for us - our new life here . . . Fingers crossed we get over the line at the end of April.
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  • 20.03 Day 185 . . . More Turbines!!

    20 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Up late again and the sun was shining so we sat outside on the patio to make the most of this break in the weather. Then inside to do admin yet again - it never seems to stop.
    Amongst other things we emailed and spoke to Holly at Britline re transfer of funds from UK to France for our deposit and also emailed the Notaire re payment of deposits and fees. Getting close now or so it feels.
    At 1pm we drove the back roads to Melle to go shopping at SuperU. Ever since we have been here we have put up with lots of white deposits in our kettle as a result of the water supply and so finally we bought water filter to stop white crap. Shop done in a very relaxed and chilled manner we left the store only to be stopped in the main road from shop by the Gendarmes for a convoy exceptionale - turbines again. These things are massive and appear to be on the move being built daily, not sure how many more France could possibly want.
    We then took lots of back roads back to ours, through routes not used before and somehow completely overshot Chaignepain.
    Back home and again sat outside in the fast vanishing sunshine - mini doughnuts from our shop were also tucked into.
    We then started a spreadsheet of all our accounts for our French accountant so that he can submit a paper tax return at end of May to get us into the French system - meanwhile Tre had a long call to Did’s which was brill.
    Lasagne for dinner and then we had an early night - Tre to read my book as she had now finished hers and for me to research some build projects.
    We have so many plans for our new life out here, quite how much if it we will achieve we will see. Can never do enough research on YouTube . . . Tonight was chicken coops!!
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  • 04.03 Day 169 . . . A Lovely Brocante

    4 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 4 °C

    So another early wake up for me, not so much for Tre. After finally getting down for breakfast of croissants and my now favourite raspberry gelle we planned the remainder of the day - shopping at Sauze as my mum and dad are arriving Tuesday. I had a quick call with my mum then caught up on WhatsApp with Loz before getting ready to hit the road.
    Once in Rox who started first time, we headed off on the back roads to Sauze.
    Tre then said she didn’t want to go just shopping so could we go a bit further and have a drive. So we decided to use the back road to Ruffec. Five minutes later I asked if Tre wanted to go to a brocante I’d seen on FB during my hours awake while she slept this morning.
    After some phone searching whilst I drove Tre found the FB post and we re set the sat nav for Lésignac-Durand which was about an hour or so away south east.
    We had a lovely drive down seeing areas we had not visited before. On arrival I. The village all we knew was the address was near to a large lake, we had a road name but the sat nav wouldn’t find it - then there it was right in front of us, a small road on the crown of a tight bend. The property at Impasse du Mas Chaban or on google maps Le Bourg, La Vieille Ecole is a brocante selling vintage furniture and decorative items, together with original artwork, which is an old school building being refurbed but also being used as a brocante. Immediately on entering Tre and I knew this place was for us. There was so much good quality furniture inside, at reasonable prices but without all the usual hundreds of plates and glasses etc. This was nearly all furniture - just what we need. We spent a good hour inside taking i. The items on display and talking to the owner.
    If Tre and I had been in our house now - we would have bought about four pieces of furniture. Hopefully some of them might still be available when we are in that position.
    We left with a business card in hand and promising to be back asap. We had a quick look at the lake at the bottom of the road before making tracks for home.
    We stopped just before coming off the N10 towards Sauze where we grabbed a small roll and coffee.
    Back in Sauze we went into SuperU, weirdly the place we were gonna go to when we left home earlier. A lot had changed since then - most of all our time scale, as it was now 7pm as we entered the store.
    As my mum and dad are arriving Tuesday we shopped looking for things they would like - somehow a bottle of passion fruit rum fell i to the trolley along with a top up of fire pellets.
    Back at home we had dinner straight away due to the time, Tre called it a night while I stayed up to watch probably the first Chelsea win in 2023 - and they were still awful.
    Tomorrow is an admin day before I travel to the UK on Monday.
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  • 02.03 Day 167 . . Roxvanne to Roxvanné

    2 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    With still no news about the compromise Tre and I both woke with it still on our minds. Determined not to get too dejected we had planned things to do today.
    After a slow start we were up and scoffing hot porridge in my case strewn with Raspberry jam (gelle here). We did allow ourselves one email about the compromise before we got going and pinged it off the out UK Notaire to see if he could find out what was happening.
    Tre then amazingly managed to get the kids to answer their phones and so had a slightly lengthy catch up call with them, which certainly brightened the mood about the house.
    Just after lunch we headed out Niort bound and after fuelling Rox at Melle we were well on our way. We found Centre Auto Fue Verte on the North East side of the town on a sprawling industrial area, near to most of the large superstores. Not sure if we needed to make an appointment to get the new index plates made we wandered in. Greeted by a really cheerful and helpful (non English speaking) guy we attempted to explain what we were after. He grasped the meaning of our attempt really quickly and after his English spoken word of ‘two’ we guessed he meant front and back and so we were off. Witching literally five minutes we had two very new number plates which were given to another guy in the workshop area. I went out and brought Rox to outside the workshop and after another five minutes she was re-numbered, couldn’t have been any easier. So Rox now has her new GM-285-LP front and back.
    From here we drove to the north side of the town to a car showroom which was really disappointing so we didn’t stay long.
    We then drove to an area where pre Christmas we had bought Christmas decorations and knew of a patisserie. It was now nearly 4pm so I grabbed a baguette while Tre settled for just a muffin.
    We then investigated the nearby Electro Depot a warehouse selling expectedly all things electric. The place had washing machines stack five high on shelving - so not short of products. We then nosed in a couple more shops nearby before deciding to head home via a garage at Lezay.
    On route we stoooed at DSI Automobioes just outside of Melle to look at some cars. We spent about 45 mins with a really helpful salesman looking at various options. We need to decide if we want to spend on a larger decent car or simply get a little run around!!
    From there we drive the route to Lezay and stopped at another small garage which really had very little to look at.
    Now it was home time and we tasked ourselves with spotting deer before we got home - which we managed. Weirdly here you can set these little wild life challenges with some expectancy of achieving them - not quite as achievable in Haywards Heath.
    Indoors - fire on and dinner, finishing off the enchiladas Tre had made two nights before.
    We had received an email from our UK Notaire saying he had chased and set some things in motion and also suggested we contact the estate agent as well. An email was immediately penned to her for action tomorrow.
    A little TV and more discussion about the house and we were done for the day. Still slightly dejected at no news!
    Tomorrow we need to get our French MOT document changed to match Rox’s new number . . . and chase the house some more!!
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  • 01.03 Day 166 . . . Dinner at Noyer

    1 Mac 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 2 °C

    Tre and I both woke at about 4am - both of us obviously thinking the same thing and chatting about it - why had we not been sent signed copies of the compromise. Both of us then struggled to get back to sleep but eventually drifted off.
    Waking again at about 8am the same subject was the main focus of our conversation. Tre received an email from the Insurance company with a revised Certificat D'assurance Automobile and our very first Certificat Provisoire d'Immatriculation, otherwise known as a Carte Grise - official vehicle registration document in France- well an email copy of it anyway. Roxvanne is now officially Roxvanné with her new index number of
    GM-285-LP.
    We got up and had breakfast, then sat and composed an email to our French Notaire asking for clarification.
    To shift it from our heads and as the weather was glorious we decided to walk the nearby lanes. So off we pottered wrapped up to avoid the chill but enjoying the sunshine on our faces, while checking out all the little flowers and plants that have suddenly appeared in this more spring like weather.
    We were probably out for over an hour doing our usual circuit, this time in reverse, annoying the large Alsatian in one particular house . . . We always do!
    Back at home we decided as we were wrapped up to take the recycling to the bins and the bottles to the bottle bank. We always feel like drunken bums walking down the road with an ever chinking bag of bottles - probably to near the truth.
    Back at home we chilled for a couple of hours before getting ready and then walking to the Relais car park, where we had arranged to be picked up by Lou and Vince at 6.30pm.
    Just before 6.30pm we were sat in the car with Lou and Vince and were being whizzed off to Auberge du Noyer for dinner. Auberge du Noyer is just south of Montjean and we arrived about 15 minutes later.
    We had not been to Noyer before although we had heard it mentioned regularly by others and as we had heard, the food was fab with so much choice. We spent the evening catching up on each other past month or so and generally chewing the fat about life. The hours flew past and it seemed not long before Lou and Vince were dropping us back outside our place at well gone 10pm. We have been really lucky to have found certain people here that have given us so much help, advice, support and friendship - couldn’t ask for more.
    Indoors I settled down and found West Ham v Manchester Utd was still on TV and was heading to extra time with about 10 minutes to go - so I was happily anticipating another 1/2 hour if football. At that point West Ham caved in and Utd win 3-1 in the last minutes of normal time - so I went to join Tre who had already gone to bed.
    Tomorrow we try to get Roxvanné her new plates!! We may possibly even hear about the Compromise - would be nice!!
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  • 28.02 Day 165 . . . It’s So Bloody Cold

    28 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 1 °C

    The sun blazed through the window at 7.30am and woke me - as if I was being interrogated.
    The alarm went off at 8am but we snoozed it until 8.30am . . . bloody hell it’s cold this morning. Had we not arranged to meet Gilly and Paul at Lezay market the duvet would have been pulled up under my chin for another good while.
    We left at 9.30am for Lezay (having quickly made a required payment to the Notaires re the Safer) - the weather was brilliantly bright and sunny, but the wind was bitter biting cold.
    On arrival the market looked busy with customers, but a good few of the normal stalls had not turned up - most likely due to the weather . . I don’t blame them, the thought of standing outside for hours in the cold was not an appealing.
    We grabbed three huge garlics, some bread, and some figs on a string. The figs are run through natural strings to help dry them quicker while maintaining a soft texture in the middle of the figs. The strings used are hand woven by farmers using natural herbs and helps to maintain the integrity, bright colour and freshness of the figs for a longer period of time. We then popped into the patisserie for a pain au raisin and a chocolate filled crepe.
    We were sat in the coffee shop by 1030am - it was so cold!! Gilly and Paul arrived about 11am as arranged and we spent a couple of hours chatting and drinking.
    From Lezay Tre and I took some back roads to Chenay, some that we had not used before, just to do a little exploring - and we drove past the house of course.
    Back at home we had some of Teresa’s leek and potato soup with the remains of yesterdays French stick.
    I popped out for half an hour to walk the nearby lanes and get some photos in the bright sunshine . . . it was still bitterly cold so I wasn’t out for long. I realised while out that we won’t be living in this little area very much longer - one way or another!
    Back indoors I caught up with some penguin write up’s while Tre made enchiladas for dinner.
    Admin calls to Insurance companies and some emails exchanged with the Notaries. Still no sign of the signed compromise de vente from the sellers Notaire!!
    Dinner eaten and some usual rubbish on the TV and we called it a night. Hope tomorrow we hear from the Notaire re the sellers signing!!
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  • 27.02 Day 164 . . . Shenanigans & Sign

    27 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 2 °C

    Again I woke early and then dozed, until I knew Tre was awake. It wasn’t long until we got a call from Kate the estate agent. She informed us that an email had been received the night before from the sellers of the Chenay house wanting to change/delete clauses from the compromise de vente we were supposed to be signing later in the day. The changes weren’t that big an issue, basically around tasks they needed to complete in regard to the chimneys and fosse and wanting to take some garden troughs with them. Tre and I discussed it quickly and called Kate back. All agreed despite a feeling of brinksmanship on final day, when they have had weeks to discuss this. Tre was definitely calmer about the whole thing than me . . . my angry head had appeared. Shenanigans about sums it up!!
    We then kicked our heels for the remainder of the morning and then showered and changed to go to Notaire in Ruffec for the signing.. We left at about 2.15pm arriving in Ruffec at 2.50pm for our 3.30 appointment - so task one, find cafe in Ruffec and drink coffee. After coffee we walked to the Notaire and met Kate. Who arrived shortly after us. It wasn’t long before we were ushered in with the Notaire Clerk, but also his wife. The Notaires Clerk then covered at that we had been told this morning by Kate but then added that other changes had been made including requests to take spare roof tiles from a stack in the garden and then the main point - completion date end of May. It was at this point I heard the otherwise and normally very mild mannered and calm Teresa growl next to me. Suffice to say we made our point about the proposed date and how did they need 12 weeks to empty a bloody barn, which had next to nothing in it. So - we said no to May!!. The very lovely Notaires Clerk then called sellers Notaire and within about five minutes the end of April as date had been agreed. Papers then read over, amended and signed. Agreement to pay the Safer to get an expedited reply . . . . and hey voila - 28th April pencilled in as the completion date. It wasn’t long before we were leaving and said goodbye to Kate.
    The drive back to Sauze was a little shell shocked, neither of us quite believing we might just get this over the line.
    Food (huge fat pork and herb sausages) and drink including a bottle of fizz for a celebratory drinks later were purchased on the way home.
    At home we cooked the fat sausages and stuck them in a French stick with some cooked onion for a quick and easy dinner with a glass of fizz, talk about know how to live!!
    We then sat and watched the tv drinking fizz, neither of us really watching what was on the screen - both still a little shell shocked. We made arrangements with what will be our first guests at the new place (fingers crossed everything else goes to plan) and hope they behave - Mr & Mrs A’s !! 😂🫣
    Then we made an arrangement to meet with Gilly and Paul at Lezay market tomorrow for celebratory hot chocolate.
    Bed - with less stressed heads than we have had for many of the past nights.
    Baca lagi

  • 25.02 Day 162 . . . Poitiers

    25 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 4 °C

    Another early wake up at 5am for me and finally back to sleep. We both finally managed to get up at 8.45 and quickly got ready to drive to Poitiers giving breakfast a miss. It took about 50 minutes to get to Poitiers and to after a couple of attempts finally find a parking area which as normal was stupidly cheap and walk towards where we thought the market was. The walk was generally all up hill and was also quite steep, the only positive was that it would be downhill on the way back. On arriving in Market Square just off Pl. Charles de Gaulle we found quite a few stalls, mainly selling local produce, but also a few hot food stalls with varying non French food types and also some typical flea market stalls. There was also a covered indoor market which was busy, with queues identifying the more popular sellers, as we’d seen in most markets we’ve visited. On one of the fish stalls we spotted some lovely tuna steaks which Tre and I have never cooked ourselves before. Keeping to our ‘let’s just try’ mindset since being here we grabbed a couple. Tomorrow will reveal our skill in cooking these.
    After grabbing a couple of other bits at the market including the strongest smelling leaks we’ve ever had, we dropped into a cafe for hot drinks and breakfast/lunch. It was very cold when outside, so the cafe was a welcome relief.
    After warming ourselves and filling our rumbling tums, we made tracks and headed for the cathedral. We walked generally south east from the cafe and down Rue de la Cathédrale - ahead at the bottom we could see the cathedral.
    On arrival we thought Cathédrale Saint-Pierre de Poitiers was closed but we found a small subsequently found to be a side door allowing us entry. The cathedral was silent, more silent than any other church we have been in here. The feeling in the cathedral was totally tranquil. The building as normal was absolutely stunning and we both took our time to wander the different aspects and area within. None of these churches or cathedrals can be described properly - you need to stand in them to admire them fully.
    Its construction began in 1162 by Henry II of England and Eleanor of Aquitaine on the ruins of a Roman basilica, and work was well advanced by the end of the 12th century. It is the largest medieval monument in the city of Poitiers.
    It is the best known example of a hall church of the Angevin Gothic style. It consists of a nave flanked on either side by two aisles. The nave and aisles are almost equal in height and width, all three of which decrease towards the west, thus enhancing the perspective. Its length is 308 feet (94 m), and the keystone of the central vaulted roof is 89 feet (27 m) above the pavement. The exterior generally has a heavy appearance. The facade, which is broad relative to its height, has unfinished side-towers 105 feet (32 m) and 110 feet (34 m) tall, begun in the 13th century.
    Most of the windows of the choir and the transepts preserve their stained glass of the 12th and 13th centuries; the end window, the Crucifixion Window contains the figures of Henry II and Eleanor. It was completed in about 1165, making it one of the earliest stained-glass cathedral windows in France. [1] The choir stalls, carved between 1235 and 1257, are also among the oldest in France.
    From the cathedral we walked back towards the market square chancing upon a vinyl store on route, which gave me half an hour of searching in the warm. On route we also saw some lovely brocante shops with numerous little gems that Tre and I are stopping ourselves from buying I til we have a house here.
    Back at the market square we entered the church which is under renovation - Église Notre-Dame-la-Grande.
    The church was absolutely freezing inside with ‘huff’ appearing from our every breath. The columns inside are painted like a couple of others Tre and I have seen - these are far from common. The stained glass windows in here seemed stunning against the mainly very dark and dower building.
    Notre-Dame la Grande is a Roman Catholic church. Having a double status, collegial and parochial, it forms part of the Catholic diocese of Poitiers. The west front adorned with statuary is recognised as a masterpiece of Romanesque religious art. The walls inside the church are painted.
    The church is mentioned in the 10th century, under the name of "Sancta Maria Maior", referring to the Romanesque church of the same name. Its position next to the Palace of the Counts of Poitou-Dukes of Aquitaine (current law courts of Poitiers), is certainly significant as from the political point of view, the bishops of Poitiers were barons of Poitou.
    The whole of the building was rebuilt in the second half of the 11th century, in the period of High Romanesque, and inaugurated in 1086 by the future Pope Urban II.
    The plan of the church is composed of a central nave with aisles according to a frequent plan in Romanesque architecture of Poitou. The interior has the effect of a "church agora" on just one plane. The barrel vault has a slightly flattened silhouette, whereas the aisles are covered with a groined vault. Outside, the aisles were covered with a terrace punt, the roof being reserved for the nave: thus there was the effect of a basilica on two levels. This silhouette disappeared with the Gothic remodelling. A deambulatory with radiating chapels developed around the church which preserved a part of its murals. A crypt of the 11th century, dug a posteriori under the choir, also preserves frescos of the time. The plan does not have transepts, for good reasons: buildings were in the north, and the principal street passes to the south. The Romanesque gate is preserved in part to the south. Cut down by this stage, one found there before the Revolution, an equestrian statue representing Constantine. This statue was the counterpart of another, older statue destroyed by the Huguenots in 1562. It is not known if the identity of the first rider had been the same. Behind this statue, on the ground, a small vault dedicated to Saint Katherine was referred to during the Middle Ages. The bell-tower dates from the 11th century. In the beginning it was much more obvious: the first level is concealed today by the roofs. Located at the site of the crossing, it presents a square base, then over it a circular level of a roof decorated with tiles. This type of roof, frequent in the south-west, was often copied by the architects of the 19th century, in particular Paul Abadie in Angoulême, Périgueux and Bordeaux.
    During the second quarter of the 12th century, the old bell-tower-porch which was on the frontage was removed and the church was increased by two spans towards the west. In the south, the turret of a staircase marks the site of this enlargement. It is at that time that the celebrated frontage-screen was built.
    In the north, there was a cloister in the 12th century. It was removed in 1857 for the construction of the metal markets. There remains the door (walled up). Three arches supported by columns duplicated with capitals with foliage were re-installed in the court of the university opposite, as was a pillar on the corner.
    Private vaults were added to the Romanesque structure during the 15th and 16th centuries. Of Flamboyant Gothic style, they belonged to the middle-class families of the city, who had been merchants since the end of the Middle Ages. The largest was built in the south by Yvon the Insane, Grand Seneschal of Poitou in the 15th century. His tomb was placed there before the Revolution.
    On leaving the church we returned down hill to Rox and got the heated fired up to full.
    We then drove to Lizant I. Search of a place Tre had seen on Facebook - Lulu’s Brocante.
    We finally found it and entered. This was French owned and was a very large house clearance site. Lots of units and outside areas absolutely crammed with everything!!
    We spent about 45 minutes wandering the areas before we climbed back into Rox again having stopped ourselves buying anything.
    Back to Sauze we popped into SuperU to grab a couple of bits, weirdly a couple more bottles of our favourite Les de Ormes Cambras fell into our basket.
    Home we had Turkey loaf and salad and then flopped onto the sofa, having had a fairly busy little day compared to some recently. A little bit of England rugby and some Saturday night TV rounded off our day.
    Poitiers, we will be back - your cafe strewn square will be a favourite of our in the summer I am sure.
    Baca lagi

  • 06.02 Day 143 . . Under A Blood Red Sky

    6 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 5 °C

    Despite our very late night we were all up at 9am for breakfast. Tre had made sure we had bought most of the stock of croissants and pastries in readiness for this morning - so we all over indulged.
    After the very relaxed brekkie we got ourselves ready and headed off to Niort at about lunchtime. Parked up we wandered over to the main bridge to see the river and church set upon the hill.
    Eglise Saint-André de Niort is proudly erected on the highest hill of Niort, the church of Pierre-Théophile Segrétain, the first architect of the historical monuments of Deux-Sèvres, gives itself the appearance of a cathedral with its two arrows of 70 meters high.
    Present since the 11th century, it experienced the wars of Religion and the Revolution before being entirely rebuilt in the 19th century in the neo-gothic style.
    At the end of the seventeenth century, the church of Saint-André was said to be “the most beautiful and largest in the province” and also historically older than Notre-Dame.
    During the Revolution, largely destroyed, it was de-adapted and called the ‘Temple of the Mountain’.
    In 2015, it was added to the list of Historical Monuments by the same builder as the Church of Saint-Hilaire in Niort.
    We then walked many of the backstreets taking in the various styles of architecture and woodworking.
    We ended up back near to the main market area and visited Tre and my favourite cafe for a hot drinks. We then went for a further wander before ending up sitting outside in the sunshine for baguettes and another hot drink.
    After food we walked back to the car and drive out of the main town and to Decathlon for a little retail therapy. I think I was the only one that bought anything in the end - although we were in there for ages.
    We then headed home and stopped in Melle at SuperU for food and drinks. We certainly stocked up well on wine, beer and crisps 😂
    On the way home from Melle we could see a fantastic sunset starting and so back at home we dashed to the end of the road to catch the sunset in all its glory. The sky was almost red, but actually remained a very intense burnt orange for as far as could be seen. After taking far too many photos we returned home, unloaded the car and sat down for our lasagne that Tre had prepped yesterday. An apple tart with cream from SuperU was the only way to go for pud, washed down with some wine.
    We spent the evening chatting and finishing more wine and undertook our first attempt at an impromptu music quiz - which definitely needs some more rules set in any future games.
    We called it a day at about 11pm as we were up early for market tomorrow.

    Then we two scorched the earth - set fire to the sky 
We stooped so low to reach so high 
A link is lost - the chain undone 
We wait all day for night to come 
And it comes like a hunter, child.
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  • 05.02 Day 142 . . . Loz & Pete Arrive

    5 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 5 °C

    For once we were up fairly early - Tre was on a mission to make the place look lovely for the arrival of Loz and Pete. Un-made spare beds were made and rooms generally de-cluttered of some of our clothes.
    Tre then prepped a lasagne for tomorrow - getting ahead of the game, while I finally ordered us a printer . . . been meaning to do this for weeks.
    Once the place was to Teresa’s pleasure, we sat to watch a couple of episodes of The Killing before having a late lunch of roast chicken, cauliflower cheese and roast pots.
    We knew Loz and Pete wouldn’t arrive I til very late due to flight times and then collecting and driving up to us. So the afternoon and early evening drifted by with us generally kicking our heels watching further episodes of The Killing followed by 2hrs of Vera!! Basically we were watching anything to keep us awake.
    We got a message from Loz that the flight had been delayed about an hour, so their time with us was going to be about 1am.
    Rubbish Tv continued Wikipedia watching Loz and Pete’s progress on the WhatsApp tracker.
    After a few last minute calls to direct them in to us, we met them both in the car park at just gone 1am.
    Indoors we sat and chatted and broke out some celebratory drinks - just a few, ok more than a few before we finally all hit our beds at just gone 4am.
    Am guessing we will have a lay in - wishful thinking I’m thinking 😂
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  • 04.02 Day 141 . . . The Lemon Tree

    4 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Having dragged ourselves out of bed and got ready, we sorted our ourselves ready for a trip to SuperU to get supplies for Lauren and Pete’s visit as of Sunday.
    We took the back roads to Sauze and found no sight of the Chasse - first time ever on this road on a Saturday.
    As we entered into Sauze, Tre mentioned that a cafe we had never been to was open. Not sure why we had never been in before, maybe as it always seemed to be shut. The thought of an English bacon sandwich overtook us and I quickly turned Rox around to go and park up. Bacon is something you can’t find out here easily.
    The Lemon Tree - Salon De Thé is on one of the main roads running through Sauze and is run by an English couple who have been running it for 18yrs. Having served us up fantastic bacon in baguette each, mine with an egg as well . . . We got into conversation with them about life in general in and around Sauze. We spent over an hour in the cafe eating, drinking and chatting . . . and meeting Lucky the black resident cat. Tre also bought a jar of honey sold in the cafe made by a local guy. Weirdly Tre and I had only been talking about my bee keeping ambitions on the drive over.
    We said our goodbyes and drove to SuperU having a catch up call with my mum on route. Mum and Dad are due out here beginning of March - so things still need sorting for them.
    We drifted around SuperU taking in anything we hadn’t seen previously, we had a list but we never seem to use it I til we’ve done a complete circuit of the shop. We grabbed all the bits we needed for Loz and Pete’s arrival and were only interrupted once, when we bumped into the owners of the Lemon Tree, who had closed up sometime after we had left and were now shopping themselves. . . we have new buddies in Sauze!! I don’t think they could believe we were still in there having left them when we did. We did also pick up another four bottles of the ‘Les Ormes De Cambras - Cabernet Sauvignon Pays D’Oc 2021’ we had a few nights ago, still at just over a euro as on offer 🤭
    We drove back through the back lanes and there they were - the chasse were on a normal chasse road, all up high in the viewing stations 😂
    We took some new roads towards home and then decided to check out a route to Gournay we have never taken. I don’t know how, but Tre noticed some deer in a field that the chasse would have been proud of - so tucked down in the green of the farmers field, that only their heads and ears were visible. We found Gournay and then checked out a house we very nearly bought. Apparently it is now bought, but it still looked decidedly empty and unloved.
    Homeward bound, checking out the deer who were still in residence in the farmers field. We unpacked Rox, I did a bit of Penguins update waiting on the Rugby to start, while Tre did the rubbish and bottle recycling run.
    The Rugby was very entertaining but not the result England wanted.
    Tre had made a fab lardon, onion and chilli omelette for dinner, with a little salad. We found a salad dressing the other day which I love - so had lashings of that all over.
    We sat and watched some rubbish TV and a couple of episodes of the The Killing Series 3 on iPlayer before calling it a night.
    Loz and Pete arrive tomorrow 😎
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  • 03.02 Day 140 . . . A Real Nothing Day

    3 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 3 °C

    Well - nothing to report today. We both simply pottered around the Gite doing some bits and pieces. Some stuff on the web admin wise and some rubbish social stuff.
    A whole day with nothing really to report - oh yeah both of us had a snooze in front of the fire and I did a lot of catch up on Penguins.
    Tre went to bed fairly early and I sat eating sweets watching 3 lame episodes of NCIS until I could take no more - and so to bed.
    Oh yeah I won some pennies on the Premium Bonds 😂
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  • 02.02 Day 139 . . . Visitors

    2 Februari 2023, Perancis

    Today we had visitors coming, Gilly and Paul were popping over for coffee at around 11am. As a result we weren’t late getting up as all the required tidying was required . . . not that there really was any with just the two of us banging around in here. Anyhow the place was shipshape and newly acquired biscuits were sitting waiting to be broken out.
    Gilly and Paul arrived just after 11am and the weather was kind on us. A brief break from the chill and the sun coming out meant we could sit outside on the terrace and lap up the first flirting glimpse of Spring . . .maybe a bit early to be saying that.
    We sat and chatted for a couple of hours, always handy to speak to people that have been here a while - just to get some tips on things to do, things we might need to be doing to make our adventure here as good as it can be. The guys finally decided to make a move and we said our goodbyes . . the sun still out but now a little colder.
    Tre and I had some lunch - soup and some other nibbles . . . and some remaining biscuits.
    I’ve been meaning to try growing some seeds for a while, some sunflower seeds we rescued from plants a good few weeks ago, the chilli seeds that we found and purchased yesterday and I thought I’d try a garlic clove as well. Tre was not convinced we would achieve much of a result as its not to sunny at the moment and it is still quite cold - even in the Gite at times due to its stone build.
    Anyway I ran outside and liberated some small stone from the car parking area, and together with some soil I acquired from a field on Sunday we made a base layer in two pots. I’d also seen a thing on Facebook/instagram ‘whatever’ to use loo roll inners as seed pots - so I thought we’d give that a go. As a result we have four chilli tubes, three sunflower tubes and a garlic tube . . . fingers crossed I will be swamped in chillis by June.
    We spent the rest of the day knocking around the Gite, doing odds and sods and Tre cooking dinner . . . . once we spoke to Hannah to get the gas bottle changed that is. Pork steaks in a provencal marinade. I also put together a playlist requested by Mr Annals, which took me a good while and as a consequence made me listen to some tracks I’d not heard in a long time, which was cool.
    Due to the delay in gas availability dinner was a little delayed and by the time it had cooked and we had eaten, the evening was about done. We had in the mean time opened the second bottle that we had bought the other day - another numbered bottle as Tre had discovered . . . this time however we had ‘Les Ormes De Cambras - Cabernet Sauvignon Pays D’Oc 2021’ Cuvée Réservée 062164 . . . and if it could be it was -was better than the other one being the Merlot. If we see these on the shelves again we will be getting some whatever the price. The evening finished with a little TV before we slipped off to bed.
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  • 01.02 Day 138 . . . Ruffec

    1 Februari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 4 °C

    We both got for breakfast, ringing the changes again with scrambled egg on toast - having time on your side does allow you to pamper yourselves with breakfast choice . . . no more grabbed slice of toast running for the door. Weirdly however I was feeling rough again . . . headache and feeling nauseous. I put it down to too much sleep over the past couple of days and decided that I needed to give myself a kick up the backside and crack on.
    I messaged Warren about the diagnostic gadgets arrival and he immediately called me. So fleece on and gadget in hand (the diagnostic gadget) it was outside to Roxvanne. Actually it wasn’t too cold at all and after attaching the gadget to Rox’s inner parts Warren was able to give me the good news. There was an issue but not anything to worry about for a while. Something to fix when back in the UK. So using my new gadget I cleared all the fault lights on Rox’s dashboard and returned to the warm. Warren is a Legend!!
    Tre had some bits and pieces to do and so I swallowed a couple of French Elephant Paracetamol and grabbed a couple of hours snooze to try and clear the headache.
    At about 2pm we ventured out as the weather was lovely and drove to Ruffec - somewhere we have been through a number of times but never stopped. We parked up and walked the main shopping streets. One thing you do notice here is that no two villages or towns have the same shops, its only on the outskirts you occasionally find a well known supermarket or a very rare McDonalds.
    Into a patisserie we popped and I had the most gigantic mille feuile - I should have cut it in two and had half the next day . . . . nah, it was lush.
    Following our patisserie stop we drove to a nearby Leclerc to grab some bits for Gilly and Paul visiting tomorrow, I also found a very peppered sausage which looked too good to ignore.
    From here a visit to a very new built Lidl on the outskirts of the town - just so I could attempt to buy some chilli seeds. Success - Birds Eye Chilli seeds x3 packets acquired.
    We then headed home and found ourselves eventually on ‘The road to nowhere’. Tre has fairly often mentioned a church near to where we are staying, but that we’ve never driven past on any of our trips out - so this time as the weather was lovely with a milky sky, it seemed a good time to try and find it. It transpired it was the church in Les Alleuds, the Église Notre-Dame, ancienne abbatiale de Les-Alleuds (Notre-Dame church, former abbey church of Les Alleuds) - the next hamlet to where we are living. It was quite a large and impressive church for such a small hamlet and had an outside staircase leading underground, which we couldn’t explore. The church was shut and so we admired from outside.
    Once home we again had a nibbles tea of cheese and bread and of course the pepper sausage.
    The evening once again passed with some TV and lots of nattering.
    I still felt a little rough when going to bed - maybe this time it was a mix of mille feuille and pepper sausage that was the cause.
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  • 31.01 Day 137 . . . Chenay Once More

    31 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 4 °C

    I woke this morning and then fell straight back to sleep until nearly 10am - I slept all day yesterday, how is this happening?
    We both hopped up and got ourselves ready as we were visiting the house at Chenay again today - I even had a face scrape!!
    During this period of readiness I got a message to say the diagnostic gizmo for the car had been delivered - will need to sort that later on our return.
    We were at the house at Chenay at just gone 1.30pm awaiting the estate agent who was due at 2pm. We said our hello’s to the resident neighbours cats and had a look over the gate and then a walk down the lane. All seemed as we last saw it.
    The Estate agent arrived at 2pm and as previously had forgotten the code for the padlock on the gate . . .something about the 3 P’s springs to mind.
    Finally in we took a slow walk around the house together trying to check as many things as we could, things we had put on a list before driving here today. We wandered on numerous occasions from that list to look at bits and pieces we hadn’t included on the list. State of woodwork we knew needed attention, how old was the log burner stove, did the chimney on the bread oven even exist as a chimney, did the bathroom have any form of extraction . . . really not too exciting to most but to us little gems of knowledge.
    The beams upstairs didn’t seem so low this time which pleased me and the barn had been semi cleared . . . well a little anyway. We drew up a list with the estate agent of things we might be interested in if free and left, things we might consider buying and things we really wanted shipped out before we arrived . . . if all goes to plan.
    A spin into the hanger and a walk around the outside and garden to add to the list and we were done - probably about an hour. The estate agent made it clear in actions if not words that she needed to leave - we got the hint. After her departure we stayed a while to chat and say goodbye to the cats.
    We drove home via Maire Levescault to see if the cafe was open - it wasn’t, so we trundled for home.
    On route we had to pull over on ‘The road to nowhere’ to let a convoy through bringing even more turbine blades to somewhere - hopefully not too near here as we do seem to have quite a few already.
    At home we had cheese and crackers whilst emailing the bank re change of address details. Hannah also delivered the diagnostic gizmo, so I will call Warren tomorrow.
    I then had a sort out of some tool boxes, so that I could free a plastic box up for my seed sewing experiment - it took a bit longer than expected.
    Tre had put chicken into marinade yesterday, so that made an appearance for our evening meal and it was fab - chicken peppers, onion, garlic and chilli - what could be more perfect.
    We watched a bit of tatt TV before finding Saving Private Ryan on film 4 +1. The only problem was it being +1 and us being an hour ahead of UK TV meant it was gonna be a late finish. Having had so much sleep over the last couple of days I managed to see it through, but Tre gave up and retired to bed before they’d even found him, let alone try to get him home.
    SPOILER ALERT - PRIVATE RYAN MAKES IT HOME.
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  • 30.01 Day 136 . . . Sick Note

    30 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    Today was not a good day and very little to tell. I had woken at 9am and from the get go felt rubbish. I couldn’t even describe to Tre why or what it was that was making me feel unwell - I just felt unwell and tired. Tre told me to stick my head back into the pillow and see how I felt later. I did exactly that and when I did wake up . . . at 4pm, I did feel somewhat better.
    Tre had been pottering around the house apparently, trying not to wake me - just getting on with stuff . . . washing, dinner prep and getting back to reading her book - the one she had started in September when we first arrived.
    I sat with Tre for a while before managing to have some of the dinner that she had sorted for us whilst Id been asleep. Following that we watched a very little bit of TV before I was back in bed and back in the land of Zzzzzz’s.
    I’d hardly been awake at all during the day - hopefully tomorrow will be better.

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  • 29.01 Day 135 . . . Winter Walk

    29 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 -1 °C

    We woke to lovely sunshine bathing us through the bedroom window - the first sunshine we have seemed to have had for ages.
    We rang the changes having croissants and jam for breakfast, not had these for a while either - as we had over indulged in the first weeks out here.
    Next up I undertook some more intensive knife sharpening . . . three on the list this morning. To be fair as before they were all sharper than when I had started, but they are not slice paper from five yards sharp. Not sure if it me and my technique or the fact that the knives were so bloody blunt I am on a rescue mission. More YouTube to view and further attempts to follow.
    In the meantime Tre had made a lasagne with mince as normal but also with lentils mixed in. A few years ago I would have passed on the whole lentil thing but I have to say I don’t mind them now. They are also a good way of bulking meals out when there is just the two of us and half of every meal we make seems to end up in the freezer for another day. The way this bulked up I thin we may be having two days of lasagne over the coming weeks.
    FA Cup Sunday meant I got the chance to watch even more football while Tre pottered around, but the weather was too good to miss. So we stuck our boots on and headed out for a walk around the nearby lanes - some we had not walked before. We headed East out of our hamlet generally towards Les Alleuds.
    The sun was still out and it was turning into a stunning late winter afternoon. After spotting a few men in vehicles I wished we had put hi-viz on, as the Chasse were obviously still about. I took comfort that Tre had her bright red walking jacket on, so I kept close to her :-).
    We did see some deer in an adjacent field, who once having seen us vanished into the smallest bushes ever. How they vanished was amazing.
    As we walked into the hamlet that is Les Alleuds, we were continually barked at by an Alsatian who was on the other side of a very long L shaped hedge. He followed us along its entire length, running up and down the other side of the hedge. Despite my desperate attempts to calm him down, he continued to bark even after we were well clear of the house and his garden fortress. I bet the neighbours were well pleased.
    As we walked towards home we marvelled at the wind turbines again, set against the ever closer sunset. It was also about this point that I took a detour onto the farmers field to acquire some of his very rich, dark brown, freshly ploughed soil . . . I need some for some seeds back at the Gite. I had gone out prepared with a carrier bag and a car de-icer (makeshift pocket size spade) scraper to achieve this. Mission accomplished we headed for home. A lovely 2 mile walk to finish the day.
    Home we sat to have the lasagne which was delishhhhh!! We both had second helpings !!
    We also opened the one of the bottles of red we had purchased yesterday. Tre noticed it was a numbered bottle of ‘Les Ormes De Cambras - Merlot Pays D’Oc 2021’ Cuvée Réservée 091748. This little bottle had been €3 something and had been reduced to €1.79 . . . . It was blooming lovely - we’ve got another bottle of this!!
    A lazy evening in front of the TV and we were off to bed . . . very full.
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  • 28.01 Day 134 . . . Oh Deer, Oh Deer!

    28 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 2 °C

    So for another day we both woke quite late and after a period of discussing the improving weather and life in general, we finally dragged ourselves out of bed to get showered and dressed.
    After a late breakfast of porridge, I watched some very very old TV whilst Tre finished getting ready. The Big Match Revisited and World of Sport brought back some fond memories of growing up in Crawley, especially football pitches resembling a ploughed field rather than a lush green turf covered masterpiece.
    About 2pm we hopped into Roxvanne, the injection warning light still popping up immediately on ignition. We took the back roads over to Sauze to go food shopping.
    On route we saw the Chasse were out in force, passing one field that had a hi-viz wearing huntsman in each viewing stand - all looking into the adjacent wooded area. We always take note of which way they are facing due to reading articles about deaths caused by the chasse - to drivers passing by in vehicles. Stray bullets from high powered rifles don’t differentiate between humans and wild boar or deer.
    We passed safely by and drove possibly another minute before in an adjacent field we saw five or six deer walking calmly across a ploughed field. If only the chasse had known 😂
    Into Sauze and subsequently SuperU we stocked up on pellets for the burner in the Gite, together with food for the week. No unknown foods for us to investigate this week so we opted for new cheese - Tomme de Normandie.
    On driving home using the road to nowhere rather than the back lanes, we saw even more deer, these standing right next to the main road - they obviously had heard the chasse were elsewhere.
    At home the dreaded I loading of the pellets took place. I will be so pleased when we can get the pellets in the van anywhere near the front door of home - rather than a little stroll with them.
    At home we had some of the cheese - which was lovely. If you asked Tre she would say it was a little fruity . . . She told me about five or six times 😂
    Next up I decided to attempt to sharpen some of the knives we have in the kitchen. Last week in the UK I had acquired Teresa’s Dad’s very old bench stone - a double sided block with two grades of coarseness.
    Now I’m not saying it was an outstanding success, but the knives I tried were definitely sharper than when I began. Every days a school day so next time it will be better.
    During the afternoon we made a batter for some new recipe Yorkshire Puddings we had found - and put it in the fridge for an hour as instructed.
    About 6.30 we set the Yorkshires off and running and subsequently had them with some chorizo sausages and salad . . . with a new untried salad dressing . . . all good!!
    In between some FA Cup football, we watched Michael McIntyre, Ant & Dec and then Lethal Weapon 2 on the TV for the evening. We are so living the high life - exciting to the extreme. All joking apart it is lovely spending time with Tre in the evenings, despite it being winter like here, just chilling and chatting, with no work the next day to be worrying about.
    If the house comes off, we will be heading into the summer and a whole new life will be opening up for us.
    Can’t wait 😎
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  • 27.01 Day 133 . . Another Day Slips By

    27 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    The minute my eyes opened I was onto Youtube to check out how to use the Autel MaxiScan MS309 OBD2 Code Reader and Engine Fault Checker (ordered yesterday)which had been going over and over in my head whilst partly asleep. The issue with Roxvanne is on my mind almost constantly and will be until I resolve it. Satisfied I knew what I was gonna have to do - I sort of put it to bed until the bit of kit arrives first few days in Feb.
    We were both then up - not too early and had brekkie.
    I had been been putting off doing my business accounts for a couple of weeks and it had further slipped due to being back in the UK to sort Tre’s parents place. But today was now the day.
    It always seems to take me so bloody long to sort the statements, complete the spreadsheet for my accountant and reconcile, before sending everything off to her. To be fair it always comes back super quick and I was then into paying my personal tax and vat together with accountant invoices.
    Add to this some other admin Tre and I needed to sort, moving a google online account from the business ( easier said than done), cancelling one of my online photo galleries and the morning and early afternoon had slipped past in a flash.
    We were going to go for a food shop but we decided to leave that another day.
    Both of us I think were still knackered from the UK trip, the garage clearance and the drive back to France. The UK had been full on yet again.
    It wasn’t long before we settled to watch a film and Tre snoozed off - apparently I am her new favourite cushion 🙄
    During the late afternoon I had a chat on social with Glenn back in the UK, who was working but bored . . . His go to remedy is football quiz questions. I found a couple of complete anorak questions on the web and sent them to him. Within ten minutes he answered all of them, correctly and with added information. He does need to get out more 😂
    Dinner was cobbled together from the cupboards emergency stash . . . and so ravioli it was.
    Surprised to find FA Cup on the telly I settled to watch Man City v Arsenal, whilst Tre researched French car sales. The issue with Rox is obviously on her mind also.
    Another nothing day done, mainly because we are running on empty after the UK trip. Tomorrow will be a better day.
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  • 26.01 Day 132 . . . Nothing To See Here

    26 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    Both of us woke at about 9.45am, pooped from the previous day’s 15hr door to door journey. Although Tre enjoyed the boat journey route both ways, I think it is a really long journey. Flying has got to be first choice, with the tunnel next . . . The downside is the distance to the tunnel - 2hrs further than Dieppe.
    Anyhow once awake we had emails to send to our Notaire regarding the emails we had received from Beaux Villages Estate Agent and also some update on progress in the UK.
    I also messaged Warren to get the details of the diagnostic tool I need to get. He came back immediately with it and so ordered up was a Autel MaxiScan MS309 OBD2 Code Reader and Engine Fault Checker - whatever that is!! I need to do some homework.
    Hannah had also messaged as she was going back to the UK for a few days and needed to pop to see us before leaving.
    We had a very weird brunch type breakfast, bits and pieces that no-one in their right mind would put together for a meal. We were tired and so that was our excuse . . . Anyway it was good.
    Hannah then popped in as promised - with post, stoping for a chat as always. I also drained her of any info she had on mechanics and buying car parts here - Roxvanne may need a fix. She promised to email some details . . . and she never fails to deliver.
    We had decided on the last knockings of the drive home last night that today was going to be a chill day, so we stuck to that and found a film to flop and watch for the afternoon.
    The late afternoon and evening were very much the same, neither of us wanting to do anything very much - so it wasn’t long before the evening had gone and we were back in bed.
    Not looking forward to tomorrow as it’s business accounts day!!

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  • 18.01-25.01 Day 124-131 . . Not France

    18 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 1 °C

    18.01 124. Up at before 6am and out the door just before 7am - still completely dar here in France. Straight onto the N10 and then A10 northbound generally Dieppe bound, our first time trying the ferry. The weather was fab until just outside Rouen when it started to snow. By the time we hit Dieppe it was absolutely lashing down with rain. We were early and so sat at the port for what seemed like hours - well2.5hrs anyway before boarding. A four hour crossing, thankfully not rough and then we arrived in Newhaven at 2145hrs. Off and straight up the road to East Grinstead to Tre’s parents house. Inside, heating put on and straight to bed - we have some busy days ahead.

    19.01 125. Up at 7am to be clearing ice from Roxvanne and also our Kia on the driveway. Both to Haywards Heath in Rox and the Kia. We dropped the Kia at the garage for the clutch to be replaced. Both then back to East Grinstead to go to estate agent then some shops for food and cleaning supplies. Home to Tre’s parents house. Tre made calls to pension companies while I sorted issues with IONOS. At lunch we took delivery of the skip. Start clearing garage but within an hour got a call to go collect the Kia which was finished. Both in Rox to Haywards Heath to collect the Kia. Then to Sainsburys for cardboard boxes for packing. Tre drives home to East Grinstead in Rox while I have to go back to garage to get the locking wheel nut for the Kia which hadn’t been replaced and then to Jewson’s for plastic sheets. I then finally drive back to East Grinstead - nearly out of fuel on route so detour for fuel. Home to Tre and start garage clear. 5.30pm finish and in for food. Shower and bed as up early to take Roxvanne for a service in morning.

    20.01 126. Up at 7.30am to drop Rox to Warren for service. Walk home to Tre’s parents and continue sorting garage and house which continued all day. I shot out to get boxes from Robert Dyas. Warren at garage called to say Rox has an oil leak at turbo and needs new pipe - which means not ready now until Tuesday. So new plans re dropping car to mum and dads needed and devised - now go Sunday and get train home Monday . . . . From Birmingham. For dinner we went to see Munch in Tonridge for a KFC and ice cream parlour visit for pudding. Back home to bed.

    21.01 127. Continued sorting the garage and house all day. Booked Easistore for some bits to store on Tuesday - bits we want from the garage sort. Working our plans around Roxvanne still being fixed and how to get to see everyone.

    22.01 128. Up at 7.30am Load tour old TV into the Kia and drive to East Grinstead tip for opening at 9am. Drop TV and then to Haywards Heath to meet eldest Daniel for breakfast at 10am in the Orange Square. Caught up on loads of news including 204 Chanctonbury Road has been sold and the kids don’t live there anymore! Left Daniel at midday and drove to Mum and Dad’s in the Kia to give them the Kia. New plan involves no Roxvanne to drive home from Mum & Dad’s - we gonna use the train, as Rox still being fixed. Arrived about 5pm and took Dad out for a spin to get used to Kia. Back to Mum and Dad’s. Dinner and chatted until bed at 10pm - we’ve got another long day tomorrow.

    23.01 129. Up at 7.30am. Try sort dDads bank account online - painful. Breakfast. Drove by Mum & Dad to Bloxwich North rail station. Took train to Birmingham Internation. Our intended first connection train was cancelled. An hour later finally took train to Euston. From Euston took tube to Victoria. At Victoria board displays all East Grinstead trains are cancelled due to a landslide. Decided to take train to three bridges as closest alternative. From Three Bridges a taxi to East Grinstead. Once indoors we had some pasta and watched Vera on iPad. Bed.

    24.01 130. Up at 7am to get a taxi which collects at 8.15am to Easistore in order to collect a van and take out (hire) a unit. Drive to the van to East Grinstead to load van of Garage keeps. Then drive to Easistore and unload van into store. Same taxi driver called to drive us to East Grinstead. Lunch. All completed at the house and garage we have iPad for hour and snooze for hour. Call and find Rox fixed so walk to garage to collect Rox. Drive home shower and then into East Grinstead town centre to meet Mary & Paul and all have a curry at Monsoon. Im given lovely birthday presents and we have Pinau to give to Mary & Paul. Drive home at 11pm and straight to bed as up early . . . . again!!

    25.01 131. Up at 6.30am and drive in Rox to Newhaven Ferry Port having dropped bottle of coins at British Heart Foundation. Sat at Newhaven doing Penguin notes and then realised I’m on a wifi that I’d not requested. Checked to see what wifi connection and on GOV Wifi as per Manston. UK Gov will be after me 😂😳
    While on the ferry crossing Kate (Estate Agent) emailed to ensure 31st March for Compromis de Vente was ok. Forward to Christophe our UK Notaire.
    Hit Dieppe at 4pm and were very first vehicle off the boat - result.
    Problem with van when hit Rouen - warning lights on. Call to Warren who to his credit answered and gave advice despite the time!!
    A few hours into drive Tre said she could drive some of the journey and more than an hour. After driving just over the hour and the discussion about driving an extended period she said maybe we should stop as ‘she couldn’t really see very well in the dark’ . . . . we stopped at the very next services - which couldn’t come fast enough 🙄😳😬
    Got home to Chaignepain at 2330hrs France time so 15rs door to door.
    On walking through the door Tre received an email to say grant of probate had been received - Perfect timing!
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  • 17.01 Day 123 . . . The Long Wait

    17 Januari 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    Rubbish start to the day with some aggro back in the UK that needed sorting, this stuff is so negative.
    To brighten my mood I decided to go and tidy the van and inflate tyres etc ready for our imminent return to the UK. Good idea but when the large battery unit I have for the van turned out to be flat fair to say my mood darkened. So that unit went inside to be charged . . . oh and then it doesn’t like being charged by the French power supply . . . FFS.
    Anyhow Tre had her first hairdressing appointment today and due to issues with phones I didn’t want her to go on her own, so we agreed I would take her and wait somewhere . . . probably in a bar nearby. She guessed she might be 2 hours in the barnet shop.
    So at about 2pm I dropped Tre off in Sauze at the salon and I ventured onto SuperU primarily to get some gifts to take back to the UK for some friends (yes we have some).
    I decided to check out foot pumps in store . . . 39€, bit steep I thought. So other gifts acquired I left SuperU to go to Bricomon across the road. Everything else to do with cars available, but no foot pumps. New idea . . . drive to an air line somewhere. As I left Bricomon unbelievably, I saw a car wash and airline behind SuperU, something Id not discovered before. So having collected Rox we parked up on the airline . . . . after five minutes of button pressing it was obviously
    Not Blood Working!!
    Anyhow 39€ less well off I left SuperU again, this time with a foot pump.
    I drove to a car park in Sauze and spent the next hour sorting tyres and other bits and pieces within Roxvanne. All sorted and fully inflated tyres I drove and parked up waiting for Tre.
    I sat happily in Rox, reading articles on my phone, playing the occasional game and also having a little nap. I was only disturbed at one point when a staff member from the hairdressers came out to tell me they were still way off finishing with Tre.
    Just before 6pm Tre appeared at Rox and climbed in, apologising for the 4 hour wait . . . I really hadn’t noticed, I had quite enjoyed my little quiet time.
    From Sauze we drove to check on the house at Chenay. Due to the near constant rain over the past days there had been some localised flooding. On arrival all was good and the general area also seemed fine, which was reassuring for us.
    Back at home we had dinner and then packed for our trip in the morning - off back to the other place as we affectionally call it. A little TV and an early night - we are up early again tomorrow.

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