• Andy and Teresa Mays
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    25.04 Day 221 . . . Last Full Day Here!

    25 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 11 °C

    So today could and should be our last full day here at Chaignepain. We have the day here packing and then the night here.
    The alarm went off at 8.30 but I was awake well before that. Tre was still in the land of zog.
    Once up we breakfasted and then first thing first was to sort the bloody French mobile top up. It took Tre and I another good fifteen minutes this morning before we finally sorted how to input the code number to activate the top up.
    After this is was full on sort out mode. I cracked on with a full deep clean of the pellet burner while Tre did the same to the cooker.
    I then helped Tre get some burnt on residue from the glass door and the metal rings within the cooker. Tre then worked upstairs while I finished off the burner and then started the defrost of the freezer, which fortunately didn’t take that long.
    I got an unexpected call from Russ ‘Benny’ who I had meant to call for about two weeks - I always feel bad if I don’t keep in contact with people. It was good to catch up.
    Whilst having to pop to the van I decided the start Roxvanne to ensure she started. As per yesterday she has a bit of a dodgy battery now and I was worried that when we loaded up yesterday, the lights in the back and cab had been on quite a bit.
    On the first turn of the key I knew all was not good - yep Rox was flat. Definitely not what we needed today.
    I went to speak with Tre who had made lunch, but I wasn’t hungry now thinking about the battery and it’s impact on us over the next few days. After half an hour I tried Rod again - no joy. Fortunately we had a power pack gadget in the van and so we broke that out. I connected it up and Tre turned the key - up she fired. We locked up the Gite and went for an unscheduled drive of the surrounding lanes to give the battery’s charge.
    Once back we got an email from Kate estate agent asking if we had heard anything from the seller who was due to send us some house update photos. We replied nothing received. Waiting on these images had been on mine and Tre’s mind all day, we were started to think tomorrows signing might not be as straight forward as we hoped.
    Tre and I continued for another hour or so packing things away and cleaning. We had a visit from Hannah with some post and we updated her on a couple of issues in the Gite.
    We then got a call from Mr and Mrs Hollywood and at about the same time finally got the photos we had been waiting for all day. The photos were what we needed to see and as a result made us feel a lot more confident about tomorrows signing!
    Once we finished chatting with the Hollywoods we decided to call it a day and Tre got dinner together. We then sat and chilled for the evening - it being our last night sitting on our little sofa here - felt a little odd to be honest.
    Tomorrow is a big day!
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  • 24.04 Day 220 . . . Packing Up Rox

    24 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Up at 8.30 and straight downstairs to crack on - we have a lot to do.
    We whistled through breakfast and then we called Orange British line and spoke to a very helpful guy about getting a landline new phone installed at the Chenay house. Wasn’t as cheap as we thought as we hadn’t ordered it online, but you can’t order an engineer to attend to hook up a line using the online system - so stuffed in that one. Anyhow all sorted and an engineer being sent out next week. All the bits ordered and being posted out and we had to give Craigs mobile number for the contract as they will only take a French mobile number. So this afternoon we need to go get a French mobile phone.
    Next up call the Insurance lady Vanessa to get a new attestation document done and sent out, so we can send to the notaire.
    Once that was done and email copy received we forwarded it to the French Notaire and also asked them to confirm that they had all our funds safely held for the Chenay house.
    I then packed a few bits upstairs just to make a start on our move out. Tre had also started her packing - more of what she had already done in the last few days.
    Shortly after lunch we both climbed into Roxvanne to drive to Sauze. We both noticed again that she is not starting very well - we’ve ordered a new battery for when we get back to the UK in May but we may need to sort it sooner.
    We drove to Sauze and into SuperU. First up we bought a phone but found out we needed to go to a shop down the parade for a SIM card. We then did a small food shop but also picked up some items that were on offer due to a stamp collection scheme - a bit like green shield stamps back in the UK in about 1970 . . . all gardening equipment.
    After SuperU we went to get the SIM card which was a bit of a phaf, but the lady in the shop was really helpful and explained what we needed to do . . . Or so we thought.
    Across the road to Bricomon to buy some charcoal, but changed our minds and just bought some fire lighters. We think we can use wood (of which there is plenty in the hanger at the Chenay house) in the newly purchased fire pit if yesterday.
    Back home via the main roads and parked up in our normal bay at the Gite.
    We then spent the next two hours or so humping our belongings from the Gite to Rox and loading her up. We seem to have accumulated loads of stuff while we have been here - certainly more than we arrived with.
    We finally locked the doors on Rox and called it a day.
    Tre then made a fab, huge omelette which we had with salad whilst flopped on the sofa watching rubbish.
    We then for some bizarre reason started trying to activate the new mobile phone and also too it up with the details and directions we had been given by the shop lady. Not a chance! We were both tired and tempers started to raise, so we decided to leave it to the morning. It cannot be that difficult.
    Both pooped we decided to call it a night - it was well gone 11pm here yet again.
    Tomorrow is our last full day at the Gite!!
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  • 23.04 Day 219 . . . Big Pot Hunting

    23 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

    After waking at 3am with a thumping headache . . . as a result of too much Leffe Blonde last night, I fell back to sleep and we both woke at about 8.30am and were treated to the sounds of the Cuckoo and the Hoopoe from over in the woods.
    We had decided to go to Civray during the morning to visit the market - which today was a brocante, not a locals one - more professional sellers antique fair.
    We arrived at Civray just before 11am and found a parking space over the river from the market square I. A fairly large car park.
    We started our walk around the market, taking in the weird and wonderful treasures to be found. We saw a fairly large metal pot which Tre suggested might make a good fire pit for the garden and so we asked a price. Far too expensive for what it was. We were now on Big Pot Hunt. We found another couple as we walked, both were neither quite big enough or the right price.
    It was then that we saw it, a bloody big and heavy iron pot with handles. After a short discussion with the seller and a 10€ price reduction we bought it. Only then did I worry about how we would get it into an already full Roxvanné. Add to that Tre and I had to carry it back through the market, across the river and to the car park. Anyhow after two stops on route we arrived at Rox and sorted the back contents enough that we could put the pot in . . . Bloody hell it’s heavy!!
    Back to the market we walked again before grabbing hot drinks in the small bar/cafe right next to the church.
    Although it had been sunshine when we left home it was overcast in Civray and getting windy.
    So after drinks we headed for Rox and drove home. On our arrival the weather was sunny and warm again.
    We decided to sit outside but after 10 minutes it had clouded over and started to rain a little. Within half an hour it was lashing it down. This rain came and went all afternoon.
    We decided to eat early and had the lamb and mint sausages from Sauze market.
    Due to the weather we sat to watch some TV and waited for Brighton v Manchester United FA Cup Semi Final to start.
    As we are an hour ahead, by the time the game had finished with a penalty shoot out it was well gone 8pm if not nearer 9pm.
    A bit more TV and some social messages to some friends finished the day and we toddled off to bed.
    Something else bought for the Chenay House - 3 more sleeps!
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  • 22.04 Day 218 . . . Our Final Viewing

    22 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    Today is the day we go to read the mètres at the Chenay House - so we both woke immediately thinking about it and trying to check we had all the questions ready that we needed to ask.
    Downstairs we had breakfast and I downloaded a load of payslips for all my work last year to send to the French accountant. Downloaded and sent, Tre and I set about replying to the English accountant so that she could sort my tax with UK HMRC - questions such as how many actual days did I work in the Uk between set dates!! Nightmare!! Anyway we got it done and sent.
    I wanted to fly the drone today due to the incredible rapeseed in the fields, but I was having to watch how windy it was.
    Tre cracked on with ironing all the covers from the 3 piece suite she had laundered while I kicked my heels and found a little green bug to photograph out on the patio.
    The southern green shield bug larvae molt five times before they reach their mature size. They are named for their unpleasant scent and are considered pests due to their preference for feeding on leguminous plants such as soybeans. Wasps and flies that parasitize the southern green shield bug are sometimes used as biological controls for its population.
    The adult males can reach a body length (from front to elytral apex) of about 1.2 cm, while females are bigger, reaching a size of about 1.3 cm. The body is bright green and shield-shaped and the eyes are usually reddish, but they may also be black. They differ from the similar green stink bug (Acrosternum hilare) by the shape of their scent gland openings, which are short and wide in Nezara viridula, and narrow and long in the green stink bug. The eggs are barrel-shaped, with an opening on the top.
    Once the wind had died down Is joutes to Tre and we headed out to the end of the lane to fly the Mavic Air.
    Still a little gusty and having not flown it for a while, I struggled to remember all of the imagery settings during the two short flights. On landing the second flight I thought at one point it was coming down due to low battery in the rapeseed field, which would have been a total loss of it. I then nearly clipped a tree when I got it close to home. Next flight will be less adventurous and more re-learning my skills.
    We walked home and I downloaded the footage into the MacBook. I was actually quite pleased with some of the stuff I’d got.
    I pinged a couple of images into Instagram and then shit upstairs to get changed. Tre was already and we needed to leave to get fuel at Sauze before heading to the house.
    At just gone 5pm we were fuelling at Sauze and whilst there went to check the tyre pressures as I now know how to use the French air lines - a little odd to say the least.
    All done Tre and I headed for the house passing the estate agent parked up in a layby, probably killing time.
    We arrived at the house at about 5.50pm ten minutes early and there met the estate agent and Madam Auvin one of the sellers. She had with her, her son and one of his friends.
    We spent some good while at the house checking the location of water stop clocks, electric metres, water points within the street, what the family had and hadn’t left in the house and outbuildings. To say Tre and I weren’t impressed is an understatement - but I won’t go into it. The estate agent agreed that the state of the place was not acceptable. We had a serious conversation and it would appear things will get done before Wednesday - we will see.
    The sun was out and it was a beautiful evening, the house itself and especially the garden looked stunning, if not overgrown.
    It’s all Tre and I actually want - the rubbish the family have left Tre and I will sort . . . We have the time!!
    We finally left being given some assurances and decided rather than go straight home we would go to a bar we’ve meant to visit for ages.
    We drove about ten minutes tops, to Clussais-la-Pommeraie and La Pause d’Ore. once inside we saw that they made and served freshly baked pizzas.
    We ordered a Canabel (Cannibal) pizza and a couple of drinks. The pizza lived up to its name being fairly spicy. With the addition of some chilli oil the owner had provided my mouth was on fire - in a good way. Due to having a very large glass of Leffe Blonde, Tre drive home which took about ten minutes.
    Indoors we had another drink each and continued to discuss the issues with the way the house had been left, but more importantly how pleased we were to have found it and that it will be ours on Wednesday.
    We both went to bed really happy but in my case a little fuzzy headed.
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  • 20.04 Day 216 . . . All Paid Up !!

    20 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Up again relatively early as we need to move some final monies - it’s been good getting these transactions done first thing and out of the way - the rest of the day is now cleared. That’s it all paid - Thursday 20th April 2023 - All Paid
    What a feeling!!
    We owe no-one anything, house bought, van owned, credit cards with zero balances, no debt - to anyone - and savings still in the bank!!
    Boyed by our own little achievement we had breakfast and were ready and out of the door by 1030am.
    We had decided to go to Sauze market - in all the months we have been here, we have never been to market day at Sauze, it being the closest town to us - go figure.
    On the way we noticed that the fields are now so high with rapeseed and other crops that we can’t see across many fields now, even being in the van. We have lost some of our distant views.
    We parked in the main square at Sauze and walked to the market, which to be fair was about seven stalls, not really much of a market, but all the stalls were selling good quality products, cheese, meat, vegetables, fish, speciality chicken and some other locals selling bedding plants. So as a villager you have pretty much choice of all your stable dietary foods.
    The meat stall was our purpose for going, it had been recommended so many times to us, a Brit girl works the stall and is apparently married to a French Butcher. So the stall has some British products not often found in French butchers . . . Bacon!!
    As well as bacon we got lamb and mint sausages and also some marinated pork strips. I can also order pig skin from her for my pork scratchings - noted!!
    The vegetable stall also got our attention and some purchases, whilst the remaining stalls didn’t take any of our money.
    From the market we went to Bricomon - which today was open where we saw again ‘Andy’ who works in there and we purchased a padlock and 1m of chain for the new house gate.
    Then across to SuperU to buy a whole host of cleaning equipment for our move in day as well as some food shops bits and half a dozen or so of our favourite red, which was again on offer €1.90 a bottle.
    As we loaded Roxvanné with our purchases, Tre suddenly said she fancied a bacon baguette at the Lemon Tree just down the road - she was never going to get an argument from me on that idea.
    Five minutes later at just gone 1pm we were sat awaiting our bacon baguettes, mine with a fried egg in a crusty, Tre just bacon in a soft baguette.
    Whilst sitting in the cafe we got an email from the estate agent saying one of the sellers of the Chenay house now wanted to be present at the completion signing, but wanted the date brought forward by a day at 2pm - could we be available? Err YES!!
    Before answering we sent a quick check to our English notaire to ensure there was no issue with this that we hadn’t considered . . . and waited for the reply.
    From the Lemon Tree we drove past the Chenay House again and noted some of the flower tubs had now been removed, so removals are still ongoing.
    From the house we drove to Hope Furniture Barn - part of the Sauze charity shop. We just wanted to see what they had, as we need to find a bed frame, just for the short term, for the Chenay House. We currently have nothing here by way of furniture and most of what we had in the UK we threw away - this is a clean fresh start for us both. Anything furniture we buy over the next week or so will be for the short term just while we get settled.
    That being said I didn’t envisage leaving Hope having bought a three piece suite (In Pink), a solid wood double bed frame and two small chairs! All to be delivered on the 2nd May free of charge.
    The woman who run the barn (Ann) then let slip that her and her husband were ex police (BTP) and that she had a brother who was ex MET and NCS - small world. So as a result we stood chatting for longer than anticipated.
    We were then driving home at about 3.45pm.
    Indoors we had the email reply from our British notaire that a day earlier was no problem. We emailed the estate agent to say 2pm on 26th was fine and could she confirm it was now fixed. Half an hour later she came back that 26th was fixed but could we do 4pm . . . We’d be really pleased if they could make their minds up!! Anyhow we replied YES to 4pm on the 26th. So we are now another day closer.
    We had stripped all the covers of the newly acquired pink three piece before we had left the barn and so Tre was on opération laundry with those once we had sorted the email to the estate agent.
    Another email from the French notaire informed us they had received all payments we had made other than the final one which we knew would credit with them tomorrow.
    So after quite a busy little day we sat to watch some TV with a snack tea of wine, cheese, chorizo, crisps and haribo sweets . . . so, so healthy!
    Bit or a landmark day for Tre and I . . . We seem to be almost there!!

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  • 19.04 Day 215 . . . Sunshine Again !

    19 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

    This setting the alarm thing is working, it’s waking Tre up before the alarm even goes off.
    So as per yesterday we were up relatively early doors and straight downstairs to get logged on and chase a decent exchange rate, before moving some more money.
    That done we chilled and had a leisurely breakfast.
    The sun was out in force and so we placed our chairs in the patio to get as much exposure as we could. Tre read her book and dozed, I wrote up some penguins, did some social surfing and also snoozed.
    At some point Tre spotted a lovely pine seat advertised on FB at one of the brocantes and so after a couple of messages and a PayPal transaction we were arranging to pick it up in a weeks time - once Mr & Mrs Annals have departed . . . had I mentioned they are due to visit us for a few days next week . . . Chaignepain won’t know what’s hit it 😂
    I also took a couple of cuttings of plants around our patio I. The hope we may be able to get some plants from them as the year progresses.
    We had nibbles for lunch - tuna mayo on crackers, neither of us overly hungry.
    Mid afternoon Tre got a phone call from one of her cousins, informing her of yet another passing of a relative. That’s three in three weeks - quite sobering, when members of the same family pass so quickly in relation to one another. The news put a bit of a damper on the afternoon obviously.
    Pork chops with a Dijon mustard coating was our evening meal of choice.
    We sat for the evening, messaging and social surfing whilst watching bits and pieces on the TV. Tre and I have an idea of using an unfinished piece of wood as kitchen counter tops and so I disappears down a rabbit hole on the web trying to establish the best way of testing this wood.
    That was another day done - another one ticked off the list of our time left here at Chaignepain. We’ve loved it and are still loving it - we are very lucky to be here.
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  • 18.04 Day 214 . . . Another Day Lost

    18 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    Well I’m not gonna be long telling you about today - don’t want to bore the pants off anyone.
    After getting up fairly early to make sure we hit the currency market early, we managed to trans get the monies we needed to sort.
    A quick email to the notaires here and in the UK to update then followed at which point we stopped for brekkie.
    A call then arrived from the estate agent, which always fills me with dread, normally it’s because something has changed or gone wrong - or mostly that she is about three emails behind everyone else.
    Anyway it was to arrange a meeting at the Chenay house on Saturday evening. We again asked her to confirm the water was on at the house and we’re told she has arranged for the water company to attend on Tuesday next - to re-connect. I’m so glad now we chased her on this as we had been told everything was ok!!
    I then got to work on my company year end accounts, which I hate, while Tre completed some medical forms for here for our Carte Vitale. In amongst scanning and printing and trying to download internet documents with a crappy wifi - it took for ages.
    I finally finished everything at about 4.30pm, Tre had finished a little earlier.
    Good news today was Lauren and Pete moved into their new rented place and Mim and Dad managed to sell their corsa without any issues - phew!!
    So the day had gone with admin yet again - tomorrow will be no admin.
    The evening passed with dinner and a couple of films on channel 4 while watching Chelsea crash out of the Champions league with a whimper!
    Tomorrow will be a better day.
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  • 17.04 Day 213 . . . Lancaster Bomber

    17 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    We had set an alarm to make sure we were up this morning. A restaurant we had been to a couple of times previously - Auberge du Noyer at Londigny - had started last week, to do a full English breakfast twice a week. Tre had seen the advert and booked us in. We’ve not had a full English for months.
    So we were up and at it and ready to leave in plenty of time.
    We hopped into Roxvanné and pulled off the driveway into the country lane - our only route to anywhere. At which point Tre shrieked at me and pointed to a very large bird waddling down the centre of the lane, blocking any traffic - had there been any apart from us.
    The bird which we now know to be a Muscovy Duck, wasn’t much for moving until I got right behind him and revved the engine a little. At this point it took off like an overloaded WW2 Lancaster bomber.
    The Muscovy duck (Cairina moschata) is a large duck native to the Americas, from the Rio Grande Valley of Texas and Mexico south to Argentina and Uruguay. Small wild and feral breeding populations have established themselves in the United States, particularly in Florida, Louisiana, Massachusetts, the Big Island of Hawaii, as well as in many other parts of North America, including southern Canada. Feral Muscovy ducks are found in New Zealand, Australia, and in parts of Europe.
    It is a large duck, with the males about 76 cm (30 in) long, and weighing up to 7 kg (15 lb). Females are noticeably smaller, and only grow to 3 kg (6.6 lb), roughly half the males' size. The bird is predominantly black and white, with the back feathers being iridescent and glossy in males, while the females are more drab. The amount of white on the neck and head is variable, as well as the bill, which can be yellow, pink, black, or any mixture of these colors. It may have white patches or bars on the wings, which become more noticeable during flight. Both sexes have pink or red wattles around the bill, those of the male being larger and more brightly colored.
    Obstruction dealt with we drove in the sunshine to Londigny and parked up.
    The breakfast was blooming lovely, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Tre eat so much so fast - and never have I seen her eat fried bread, so without doubt we will be back.
    We headed back to Sauze and stopped at Bricomon - we forgot it was Monday and also now lunchtime, so it was shut. A quick stop in SuperU to check for some cleaning bits we might need next week and we were heading home. Nearly at home we noted the Lancaster Bomber had taken up residence on a roadside pile of compost and gravel.
    After a very brief stop at home we were heading out again on our way to Niort, again to check for some bits we might need next week but also car hunting.
    We found our way straight to the Peugeot and Citroen site which also housed Spoticar - so lots of cars on site. We spent the best part of 90 minutes looking for specific models we’ve sort of settled for and sitting in a few to check sizes. Each year model is obviously different to the previous year - some better than others.
    After finding nothing that met both our size and financial needs we departed and headed to Leroy Merlin.
    Once parked up near to Leroy’s we opted to quickly pop into GiFi which is another B&Q/The Range type affair - only to find nothing in there we were really looking for.
    Across the road we quickly checked out Leroy but by now I think we had both had enough and shopping boredom had set in, so we very soon gave up and found ourselves back in Rox heading home.
    Nearly back at Melle we stopped into DSI Automobiles, a garage we’ve visited before and there saw the same guy as previously ‘Charlie’. Again we trolled through the cars he had on the forecourt but with no luck. He is a lovely guy though, so always good to have a chat with him - in pigeon French/English.
    From Charlie’s we headed for home, still bathed in sunshine.
    At home unfortunately the patio was in full shade as it was late-late afternoon.
    We bother skipped evening meal as the brekkie this morning was still filling out tummy’s!
    It didn’t seem long until bedtime called - the days are now slipping away quickly towards the new house at Chenay.
    Baca lagi

  • 16.04 Day 212 . . . Here Comes The Sun!

    16 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 10 °C

    Up relatively early for us - the sun was shining straight through a little bedroom window.
    Downstairs we had breakfast fairly quickly and then retired to our patio chairs to soak up the sun - and there we stayed, doing nothing but getting hotter.
    About 3pm our neighbours stopped for a natter, which went on a lot longer than any of us probably expected.
    It was gone 5pm by the time the batter continued and we came indoors to sort dinner - which was some marinated pork steaks we’d picked up at SuperU a couple of days ago.
    With slightly red and warm sun flushed faces we sat to watch some TV for the evening before bed.
    What an exhausting day!
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  • 15.04 Day 211 . . . Car’s & Tondeuse

    15 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    After our very late night last night, weirdly we both woke about 8am. We chatted for about ten minutes before both falling back to sleep. We were then very late waking up. Tea and an almond tuile in bed and then down for breakfast.
    The weather was lovely and sunny with Simpson clouds . . . the big white puffy ones against a rich blue shy . . . like at the start of a Simpsons episode.
    Once ready we hopped into Rox and headed to Civray to check out some cars. On route we took a detour past the Chenay house to see if clearing out was still under way. We think we drove past the woman and son we met before Christmas, then driving the opposite direction. At the house the field fence had been removed and at the house there was obvious car tyre marks in the driveway to the front door. These had never been there before - so looks like things are progressing. A few photos of the fields nearby as we left Chenay - including a sort of lady bird. I’ve tried to identify it a number of way but can be positive as the photo I doesn’t have enough detail.
    We then headed to the Citroen garage at Civray and checked out some C3 cars they had. We think they might be too small for my masculine bulky (overweight) frame. So we headed across the road to Peugeot and spoke to a very nice man about a 3008 that they had.
    Five minutes later Tre and I were out on a test drive on our own, no agent with us, no checking if our driving licences, no taking of our home address or phone numbers - just set loose for a drive. We both had a drive - primarily Tre, as I’d driven one before that we had hired. Back at the garage safe and sound we sat and went through some stuff with the very nice man (who keeps Donkeys - much to Tre’s delight) and got some prices. We left the garage with some thinking to do.
    We drove to Civray and dropped into Intermarché to grab a few bits for tonight and tomorrow.
    From there we drove down the road to another form of Brico to check out Tondeuse - ride on mowers again. They really didn’t have too much to look at and so walked across the road to another garden/land equipment place. Now I’ve always worked on the premise that if there is no price tag on an item and you have to ask the price, you probably can’t afford it so why bother asking. So we didn’t stay long!
    Having had most of the afternoon out and about we decided to head for home enjoying the late afternoon sunshine - and discussing our needs when it came to a car. There is only the two of us most of the time - so do we really need something large and fairly luxury, not really. So time to re think our brand choices.
    Home about 6pm Tre quickly smashed out the same chorizo salad we had a couple of nights ago. We enjoyed it so much the other night it was fab to have it again. Also uncorked a bottle of our favourite red.
    We then watched a few episodes of The Night Agent - leaving us the final two episodes for tomorrow.
    Match of the Day finished our evening and finished any hope I had of Chelsea getting some pride in themselves.
    We may go to Lenzay tomorrow - let’s see what time we surface in the morning.
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  • 14.04 Day 210 . . . Who Killed 007

    14 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌬 10 °C

    After waking we heard a knock at the door. Tre wasn’t happy that I asked her to go down to answer and even less happy when she dropped an Amazon package on my chest saying what have you ordered now. When I convinced her to open it and found a book she liked the other day she was decidedly happier with me 😂 I do create aggro for myself with stupid surprises!!
    We then got downstairs for breakfast.
    There wasn’t much on the agenda for today but I still had some outstanding admin.
    An email to the Notaire to check they had received the money we sent, an email to the Brocante lady who had a table and chairs we were interested in. A call to the UK to order a new battery for Rox that will be fitted when we return in May. Finally an email to the Douane in Niort asking about importing my scooter - hopefully I can bring that over.
    Meanwhile Tre had completed some more boring tasks of laundry and sorting the place out.
    The weather was lousy outside - on and off rain but generally dismal.
    I sat and wrote up a couple of Penguins and then set about servicing my clippers! My barnet was in need of sort out and it’s been ages since I serviced these things - which I’ve had for years!!
    Tre and I both settled down mid afternoon and watched a few episodes of the Night Agent on Netflix.
    Dinner was a Tre masterpiece of Turkey and oven roasted vegetables, with Soy, Balsamic and Garlic - we also had Tabbouleh, which was anew one on me . . . Bulgar Wheat, which was lovely with the soy/balsamic/garlic sauce running through it.
    The evening drifted with a couple more Night Agent followed by a Bond film on TV - Die Another Day. Whoever decided it was a good idea to kill off James Bond needs their head examined. I know 007 continues, but now no Bond 🙁
    We did do a little planning of how to get to the Italian town used in the film in which Bond does a motorbike leap - alike the jump in The Great Escape. Only 18.5 Hrs to drive there from here!
    We finally rolled into bed at 2.30am - dirty stop outs . . . and then couldn’t sleep!
    Hopefully we will sleep in !
    Baca lagi

  • 13.04 Day 209 . . . Mixed Weather

    13 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C

    And so another day begins . . . Not too much planned today as the weather looked a bit mixed.
    We weren’t up overly early and after breakfast pottered about with some chores and a couple of admin things.
    We then attempted to transfer some money which turned into a drama - when the bank is trying to protect you from fraud but ultimately stops you getting access to your money when you need it . . . Like today!
    Anyhow - it was resolved after some very lengthy phone calls, Tre staying decidedly more calm than me!!
    That all sorted finally we decided we needed to go to Sauze to get a couple of bits - so we hopped into Rox and set off, remembering we really did now need fuel.
    When we set off the sun was glorious and we stopped to take a couple of photos as we drove the back roads. 20 minutes later as we arrived at SuperU, with my intention of fuelling up immediately before the the weather changed, it changed and started to pour down.
    At exactly the same point I got a call from a local bee keeper who I had made contact with, just asking what I was looking to do and giving me some advice on bits and pieces. He was really helpful and I’m sure I will be speaking with him again . . . When I have some bee’s.
    By the end of the call the rain had eased and we did our shop. Once back out we fuelled up before the rain started again.
    We decided to take a drive past the Chenay house - can’t keep away now as the days are ticking towards our possible ownership.
    Not much had changed and no-one seemed to be about.
    As we drove home I took a couple more photos of the rapeseed and turbines - they look brilliant out here, but the photos never do them justice.
    Once home Teresa set about making a new chorizo salad we’d seen - the only downside was I had to hunt through my spices box to find the fennel seeds that I’d safely packed away.
    The salad took no time and was bloody lovely.
    The rest of the evening drifted away, the light outside now keeping the evenings alive a little longer - spring has defo sprung and summer is on its way.
    Baca lagi

  • 12.04 Day 208 . . . A Hoopoe Calls

    12 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    So waking up at 4am wasn’t the plan. So after a few hours of trying to go to sleep, speaking to Craig on WhatsApp as he was awake as well, watching a bee keeping course and other rubbish social media rubbish I finally drifted back off to sleep just before 8am - then waking at 1015am. Tre had only just woken up from a full nights kip 😂
    Tre made tea in bed at which point we heard the same sound we had heard the day before yesterday emanating from the forest area across the road. Once heard you will never forget it. A batch of three or four hooping calls. Bird chirp activated the result came back as a Hoopoe. We have been waiting to see one of these birds, but at least we have now heard one.
    Hoopoes are colourful birds found across Africa, Asia, and Europe, notable for their distinctive "crown" of feathers. Three living and one extinct species are recognized, though for many years all of the extant species were lumped as a single species. The Eurasian hoopoe is common in its range and has a large population, so it is evaluated as Least Concern on The IUCN Red List of Threatened Species. However, their numbers are declining in Western Europe.Conversely, the hoopoe has been increasing in numbers at the tip of the South Sinai, Sharm el-Sheikh. There are dozens of nesting pairs that remain resident all year round.
    The diet of the hoopoe includes many species considered by humans to be pests, such as the pupae of the processionary moth, a damaging forest pest which few other birds will eat because of its irritating hairs. For this reason the species is afforded protection under the law in many countries.
    Hoopoes are distinctive birds and have made a cultural impact over much of their range. They were considered sacred in Ancient Egypt, and were "depicted on the walls of tombs and temples". At the Old Kingdom, the hoopoe was used in the iconography as a symbolic code to indicate the child was the heir and successor of his father. They achieved a similar standing in Minoan Crete.
    In the Torah, Leviticus 11:13–19, hoopoes were listed among the animals that are detestable and should not be eaten. They are also listed in Deuteronomy as not kosher.
    The Hoopoe, known as the hudhud (هُدْهُد), also appears with King Solomon in the Quran in Surah 27
    ‎ٱلنَّمْل Al-Naml (The Ant):
    And [Solomon] took attendance of the birds and said, "Why do I not see the hoopoe – or is he among the absent? I will surely punish him with a severe punishment or slaughter him unless he brings me clear authorization."
    The connection of the hoopoe with Solomon and the Queen of Sheba in the Qur'anic tradition is mentioned in passing in Rudyard Kipling's Just So story "The Butterfly that Stamped".
    In the pre-Islamic Vainakh religion of Chechnya, Ingushetia and Dagestan the hoopoe was sacred to the goddess Tusholi and known as "Tusholi's hen". As her bird, it could only be hunted with the express permission of the goddess's high priest, and even then only for strictly medicinal purposes.
    Hoopoes were seen as a symbol of virtue in Persia. A hoopoe was a leader of the birds in the Persian book of poems The Conference of the Birds and when the birds seek a king, the hoopoe points out that the Simurgh was the king of the birds.
    Hoopoes were thought of as thieves across much of Europe, and harbingers of war in Scandinavia. In Estonian tradition, hoopoes are strongly connected with death and the underworld; their song is believed to foreshadow death for many people or cattle. In medieval ritual magic, the hoopoe was thought to be an evil bird. The Munich Manual of Demonic Magic, a collection of magical spells compiled in Germany frequently requires the sacrifice of a hoopoe to summon demons and perform other magical intentions.
    The bird's crest indicates his royal status, and his long, sharp beak is a symbol of his violent nature. English translators and poets probably had the northern lapwing in mind, considering its crest.
    The hoopoe was chosen as the national bird of Israel in May 2008 in conjunction with the country's 60th anniversary, following a national survey of 155,000 citizens, outpolling the white-spectacled bulbul. The hoopoe appears on the logo of the University of Johannesburg and is the official mascot of the university's sports teams. The municipalities of Armstedt and Brechten, Germany, have a hoopoe in their coats of arms.
    After recording and identifying our new favourite never seen bird - we made it downstairs for breakfast.
    Then the day fell away as it was another day being slave to the accounts spreadsheet, calling banks and companies, signing off letters and generally getting a back ache hunched over the laptop.
    At 6pm we called it a day and sat down to have a glass of Rivesaltes in front of the TV.
    We had lentil chilli and salad for our evening meal and then sat to watch TV again, the occasional shower now appearing, tapping on the windows. I kept an eye on the Real Madrid v Chelsea game, not quite the car crash I had expected - just a 2-0 defeat.
    We both went to bed about 1030pm and watched some bits on social media that did make us laugh and that was it.
    15 Sleeps to go!!
    Baca lagi

  • 11.04 Day 207 . . . Pékin Chickens!!

    11 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 11 °C

    I woke to find the Snoozing Princess still asleep and so decided to do some more social media surfing. At just gone 1030am the Snoozing Princess awoke and immediately got up to leave the room. During this short walk Tre asked me what the time was . . . I looked at my phone and replied ’1030’ to which I got a very quick reply of ‘ Yeah right’. I turned my phone so that Tre could read it - ‘Oh my god , why did you let me sleep that long, why didn’t you wake me?’ . . . so apparently it was my fault 😳
    Fairly rapidly we were downstairs having breakfast, as I had mentioned that at this rate we wouldn’t make it to the Arc Charity place by closing time at 4pm - I think I hit a nerve. After brekkie Tre marinaded some chicken for dinner tonight and I remembered I needed to use the pork skin I bought today to make some scratchings!!
    Breakfasted and showered/ready we headed out in Rox. We took the back roads, our newly found direct route to Sainte Soline, again driving through an untold number of rapeseed full fields.
    We arrived at Arc so that I could pay for and collect the two books I had won the previous evening. Whilst there we had a look around and picked up another couple of books, one on keeping pet chicken (less of the pet bit) and another on antique identification. Tre has designs on being the next big thing on Antiques Roadshow with a brilliant French Brocante find. To be fair it is worth knowing what you are looking at out here, there are lots of little hidden gems in the Brocantes and Vide Greniers. After paying for the newly found books and the charity auction winnings, we stopped to have cake and tea’s. Tre selecting a lovely cherry and almond affair, whilst I selected a rather lovely looking Bakwell cake - which when eaten reminded me of a mouthful of petrol when syphoning a car! Not the best.
    From Arc we drove to Melle, we needed fuel but I also wanted to check out the local Mr Bricolage (Wickes) as I was under the belief that they stocked bee keeping equipment. Parked up we entered. We then did a full sweep of each and every aisle and found no bee stuff at all - however we did discover some very nice ride on lawnmowers, which weren’t to expensive either. That bit of research is tucked away for a future date . . . and not too long.
    Mr Bricolage completed we decided to pop around the corner to a garden centre we’ve not visited - Game Vert.
    As we walked towards the store we immediately saw a large cage with about 30 chickens and one very regal looking cock inside. Having spent five minutes checking these out we walked to the front door, only to find more cages with very different chickens within - Poule de Soie, Caille Caramel and also Poule de Pékin - the last of which were quite comical.
    Inside we did another full sweep finding everything for animal welfare, beekeeping equipment - which cheered me up, country lifestyle clothing and more expectedly gardening equipment. Outside we found the majority of the plants with some lovely small fruit trees which I think Tre and I will be back for.
    On finally dragging ourselves out of the shop, we decide to not now go for fuel (but to get that tomorrow) and just to head home - which we did.
    At home I immediately started on making the scratchings, so the pork skin didn’t go out of date, after which I coated the marinated chicken Tre had prepped earlier with sesame seeds. The latter we popped in the air fryer and were soon sitting down to have it with a salad.
    The pork scratching were also completed as the evening went on, whilst watching some TV with Tre . . . . and sampling the warm pork scratchings!
    Just after 10pm we retired - Tre needs her sleep !!
    Baca lagi

  • 10.04 Day 206 . . . Packing Up Early

    10 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

    So, I don’t want to make it sound like Tre sleeps for England - but yep she is sleeping for England. In all the time I’ve known her I’ve never known her get up later than 7am . . . But when in France 😂
    By mid to late morning we were actually downstairs having breakfast.
    The weather was still ok and so Tre took advantage of the patio while I decided to try and do some catch up work on Penguins. I’ve got notes for all the days I’ve not written up but I haven’t kept up with actually writing the notes up. Today was that day. So I stuck my head into the laptop and cracked on.
    Tre then got some domestic stuff sorted and also disappeared upstairs. She then shouted down to me that she was packed - ready for the house move. Tre had left just enough clothes out to re-circulate to see her through the next couple weeks. I think she is getting excited - I’m still sort of holding a lid on it, almost scared to believe it’s gonna happen.
    For late lunch/afternoon snacks we had some cheese and chorizo sausage and watched some really really rubbish TV.
    Some messaging with Craig and phone calls saw the late afternoon drift away.
    We decided to finish off the lamb from yesterday and so effectively had a second day of roast dinner.
    Both of us were stuffed after dinner and flopped on the sofa. I kept sight of the two items we had bid for on the Arc charity auction. One I really wanted which was a book on butterflies, insects and all manner of other little creepy crawly’s and fliers! We won both.
    Bit of a waste of a day, but we both feel we are treading water waiting for the house move . . . We also don’t want to get too involved in anything as we will be so busy once we get the house.
    Bed wasn’t long in coming, with an intent to crack on tomorrow and visit Arc to collect the charity winnings!
    Baca lagi

  • 09.04 Day 205 . . . Lamb Shoulder

    9 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    Possibly the last day of sunshine for the best part of the week - so the forecast states. We were up relatively early for us and down to have breakfast. Sat in the sunshine on the patio eating our brekkie it was really quite hot, to the extent that a little bit of shade was a relief. We decided to make the most of the sunshine before it broke and so set ourselves outside for the remainder of the morning, cold drinks at hand, some snoozing and some social media falling down the rabbit hole stuff. We were again visited by Le Petit Chat, who hung around for about an hour - the point she stopped getting stroked.
    About 2pm I wandered inside to make some mint sauce to go with our impending Lamb shoulder. The mint was really fragrant and it wasn’t long before the room was full of its scent. That made Tre came in to start on the Lamb and everything else - I ably assisted with sorting out the white asparagus . . . . very technical.
    White asparagus is a good source of calcium, phosphorus, potassium, and vitamin C. It also contains fibre, iron, niacin, and vitamins A, B1 and B2. White asparagus is a good source of antioxidants rutin, ascorbic acid, tocopherol, glutathione and ferulic acid.
    White asparagus is simply green asparagus that has never seen the light of day. The plant is grown under soil or some other covering to block out the sun's rays, preventing photosynthesis and the development of chlorophyll, which turns the spears green.
    The weather had clouded over a little and so I went in search of TV entertainment and found ‘Uncle Buck’. Yep, I watched it and joined by Tre once she had finished the dinner prep.
    Dinner was fab, the shoulder of lamb was lovely (Chef Teresa smashed it), with smashed potatoes, cauliflower cheese, asparagus (white and green) and lashings of lovely mint sauce . . . and a nice bottle of Rose. Oh - and an Easter egg for pudding.
    After dinner we settled down to watch the end of Countryfile and then David Attenborough’s Wild Isles. We finished the night off with Liam Neeson in a film called Grey . . . it was ok and a little predictable, but made me jump twice . . . to Teresa’s amusement.
    Easter Sunday done - tomorrow the French recognise Easter Bank Holiday Monday . . . but as per every other Monday France is closed for the day 😂
    Baca lagi

  • 08.04 Day 204 . . . Yellow !

    8 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

    So we were up and about before 8am and grabbed some quick breakfast. Tre and I have cut back on bread and pasta and crisps and all other not so healthy options with a view to shedding some pounds before Summer, the ability to hide excess baggage under clothes then gone.
    We were out of the door before 9am and into Rox, then on our way to Niort. The weather again is glorious and the views on the drive stunning. Can’t believe a little over 6 months ago we were in our little place in Haywards Heath surrounding by houses, shops, companies and volumes of traffic. Sometimes we can drive for ages without seeing another car!
    It took us about 40 minutes to Niort where we parked in our now normal parking area near to the river, literally just next to the market area.
    We walked up to the market and it was heaving as expected. Easter holiday had brought out the masses combined with the lovely sunny and warm weather - unlike a couple of weeks ago.
    We grabbed a huge cauliflower for under €2 and then garlic, white asparagus, onions, fresh mint and then headed to the meat counter. We chose a shoulder of lamb which the butcher then without bother, volunteered to take it off the bone and string it into a joint for us - looks great, will update tomorrow. We also saw or a neighbouring stall huge artichokes which we decided against as neither of us was sure how to cook from scratch. More research required first.
    I then grabbed a couple of things off the Spanish stall, not sure what they were called but one with chicken filling the other beef filling - with a free chilli dip. Will try these later.
    Beaten to the first table and chairs in the sunshine at the cafe we quickly found another and then sat people watching for half an hour.
    Post coffee and red faces from the sun we went for a shop wander and also to find a bank. The nearest bank (with a long queue) happened to be right opposite my favourite vinyl record shop, so Tre volunteered to queue while I went vinyl hunting.
    Money collected and no vinyl purchased (nearly did - a Black Keys box set) we returned to Rox and headed out of the town centre.
    Now Tre and I have had an ongoing argument about her need for some trainers. She has some - packed in a bag in the UK and she maintains she can wait til we get all our stuff over - I maintain not a good idea. So off to Decathlon we went!!
    Once inside we waddled the aisles, me not wanting the pressure the issue by walking straight to the trainer aisle. However Tre had other ideas and we spent a good hour or so choosing summer clothing, skirts and dresses, shorts for me and finally - yes we got there . . . trainers for Tre!!
    On finally leaving Decathlon we realised we hadn’t bought eggs at the market and so headed for SuperU.
    Well the eggs Tre had in mind when she mentioned it come from hens, the eggs I had in mind come from a chocolate factory.
    So at SuperU we bought both - the not eating unhealthy has a clause about Easter I assured Tre.
    We took our normal now back roads tout home to take in the yellow rapeseed field or Rutabaga as my app calls it.
    It was so fab we did a second pass along one particular road and Tre grabbed a video.
    We got home about 5pm and our planned meal for the evening was shelved due to lack of time - so we decided on a second night of lasagne.
    I checked in Chelsea dreadful season with another loss, this time to Wolves . . . Lampard isn’t an instant fix. Also a little reminder research on how to use my wind metre for the drone, now I’ve put a new battery in it.
    The chicken and beef Mexican things were lovely and the chilli sauce - well it was really sweet to start with almost fruity and then turned bloody hot. Need to tap the lady on the stall up for the recipe for this.
    We had dinner about 7pm and then settled in for rubbish telly and another film - which we got half way through and binned it.
    So probably in bed about 1030pm and I nodded straight off.
    Sun, Mexican food, vinyl shopping, and country fresh air is all too much for this old timer.
    Baca lagi

  • 07.04 Day 203 . . . Happy Easter

    7 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Happy Easter everyone!
    So after our late night film watching we didn’t get up at the crack of dawn - in fact we returned to late get up mode.
    Finally downstairs for breakfast we decided we were to have a day off from admin stuff and enjoy the sunshine. So after breakfast we retired to the patio to grab some rays.
    About 2pm we had some nibbles - we’ve found some new dark brown crisp bread things which taste slightly bitter, but with cheese on top are divine.
    After nibbles Tre decided to go make lasagne for the evening and I manned up enough to go try out the new cut throat razor I’d bought.
    Now there is definitely a knack to a cut throat which I hadn’t got. It wasn’t a bad first attempt, possible two nicks maximum but could have been better. The finished product was actually ok, once I’d stopped the bleeding 😂😂
    The sun drifts away from the patio late afternoon and so we retired indoors, we had talked ourselves out of another walk this afternoon and I’d cancelled my idea about flying the drone due to slight gusts of wind.
    By the time we’d had dinner - the quite lovely lasagne, drizzled with chilli oil we were set for another movie night.
    Film4 has been our friend this week with some old but quite good films - and tonight’s was Patriot Games. I think we’d both seen it a gazillion times but it was still good - and then it was bed.
    Market day tomorrow at Niort - should be busy as it’s Easter Weekend . . . and Tre needs some trainers despite her objections!!
    Baca lagi

  • 06.04 Day 202 . . Botanical Knowledge!

    6 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 9 °C

    Not an early get up again this morning, but once up and breakfasted we were straight back on it.
    A further email to the lorry hire company with driving licences and other info plus some questions, booking ferry crossings x3 which proved less easy than previously due to the length of the 7.5t lorry. Booking a hotel outside Dieppe for our return journey. Sorting some accounts stuff and emailing the bank.
    That all done we perched ourselves outside for another dose of sunshine - it was lovely.
    A few nibbles for lunch and we decided to go on one of our walks of the lanes nearby. Tre ran for a shower first, while I put some chicken with garlic ginger and green Thai curry paste for dinner and then we were off for the walk.
    Whilst doing these we’ve been noting the changes in plants and crops along the roadsides and the fields, trying to spot changes that actually help identify some of them.
    Today we noticed the following over our 2.5 mile ramble. Japanese Honeysuckle which is actually in our patio garden, Broad Bean, Rutabaga, Cherry Laurel, Cow Parsley, Smooth Bedstraw, Blackthorn and Shining Cranesbill . . . and add into the mix a Green-Veined White butterfly - a male, as he only had one spot and not two on each wing.
    Back at home an hour or so later we again chilled on the patio, joined again by the neighbour cat - ‘Le Petit Chat’.
    He/She/They/It hasn’t been around for a while - probably as we’ve not been outside on the patio too much.
    Once back inside we watched a little TV with a cold drink and then stuck the chicken on for dinner. We timed finishing dinner just right to sit and watch another Film4 called Skyscraper with Dwayne Johnson. A sort of mix of Towering Inferno/ Die Hard the Nakatomi Plaza one and Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol - the Burj Khalifa stunt on the outside of the windows. Tom cruise used specialised suction cups - Dwayne used inside out gaffa tape around his hands 😂
    After that we sat and watched the next film up which was Tom Cruise in Reacher . . . and that took us up to bed time.
    Another day and another lesson about the uses of gaffa tape.
    Baca lagi

  • 05.04 Day 201 . . . The Safer Say’s No!

    5 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    So another morning that we needed to get some admin sorted. The possibility of the house brings on some added requirements that we need to crack on with.
    Tre then saw the email from the Notaires clerk saying that the Safer had no wish to take on the house - so now with that news and the news the Mairie was not interested either meant were all guns blazing for the move. Tre sorted House Insurance.
    Further emails to confirms dates and requirements for the lorry hire. Emails to our English Notaire to check he had seen the Safer update. We then did some more to the accountants spreadsheet - nearly complete now.
    We stopped at about 2pm and sat outside on the sunshine on the patio. Nibbles and sunshine - who could ask for more. We decided to stay longer than we had first thought and took in as much sunshine as we could.
    I carried on getting the schedule of our trip to the UK sorted and which days we needed the lorry and crossings back and forth.
    Then had a call from little Daniel during which an issue with his car V5 came up, which caused a bit of stress and nagging of him.
    We then realised we had left sorting a proper meal for the evening far too late and so cheese rolls and crisps it was.
    We settled in to watch some rubbish TV and then found a film called Sahara on film4 with Matthew McConaughey in the lead role. Surprisingly good if not a little far fetched at times.
    Then it was bed - we didn’t do the walk we had promised ourselves, but that sunshine afternoon chill session was the business!!
    Rumour has it Frankie Lampard may be making a brief return 😂
    Baca lagi

  • 04.04 Day 200 . . . It’s The 200 Up !!

    4 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 7 °C

    Day 200 - I never in my wildest dreams thought I would get this far, probably most people would wish I’d given up writing these a long time ago 😂😂
    So once up - and at a reasonable time, we breakfasted and then cracked on with the To Do list as we had promised ourselves yesterday. Today’s tasks completed were - reading over our options again on inheritance law in France and sending an email to our brilliant English Notaire for some further advise. Another email to our French Notaires clerk. An email to the lorry hire company asking some questions - trying to get our ducks in line. Checking dates re storage we have. Phone calls to banks in the UK for more info for the accountant spreadsheet and further completion of that spreadsheet. There were other bits but again it fogs your brain after a few hours of this stuff 😳
    At 2pm we got ready and headed out to get our weekly shop, deciding to go to Melle as we also needed to go to ARC charity shop on route as Teresa had one another auction item 🙄 I think we are the only ones bidding 😂😂
    The drive to Sainte Soline was lovely as all the rapeseed is nearly out fully and looks brilliant in sunshine with bright blue skies. Oh yeah it’s stopped raining yesterday!! Arc wasn’t to busy on arrival and after a bit of a phaff finding the right person to get the item we were sorted and two glass jugs better off.
    We drove from Arc to Melle and had a good old wander round SuperU. - picking up a couple of bits we’ve not tried before. One being a French black sausage which apparently is like black pudding - wait for the update on that. Boudin Noir or Blood sausage is one of the oldest and most traditional of French foods, with inscriptions and documents stretching back 2000 years showing its production. Up to the second world war, it was common for families in rural areas to keep a pig, which was raised to be slaughtered at the beginning of winter. This was a major event each year, with the entire family working from dawn to dust to slaughter, bleed, butcher and process every part of the pig. Nothing was wasted, even the blood and bones were used. Not only was this an important source of meat, but also a source of food during the lean winter months. As this tradition of keeping a family pig for slaughter had faded from being commonplace to being almost unknown, Boudin Noir has declined from being a staple of the average families diet to being merely one of many types of sausage available. However, you will still find Boudin Noir in any serious butcher shop. Nowadays Boudin Noir is prepared by butchers (or factories) using modern methods. Before being stuffed into its casing, the blood is mixed with various ingredients, depending on the recipe of the producer. These typically include some of the following: herbs, onions, cream, fat, fruit, vegetables, grain, apples or chestnuts. Although the name "blood sausage" may be unattractive to some, it is essentially the same idea as British "black pudding", which is not uncommon as part of a British fried breakfast. Except when fat or cream are added, it is a lean and healthy source of protein. Unless pre-cooked, Boudin Noir does not keep for a long time, so should be prepared and eaten within a day or so of being purchased.
    From Melle we drove home the reverse route simply so we could enjoy the views of the rapeseed fields. We did see in the way home some more fields which are a weird red tinted colour - we have no idea what this crop is, or if it is as a result of being sprayed with something. More homework needed on this. Anyhow the farmers are out harvesting this . . . and it is barely above ground level 🤔
    It was probably about 6pm before we got home and Teresa started in dinner, while I drew up some very simple plans about conversion we would like to do at the house - if possible. Tre had brilliantly come up with an idea while we were at Îlé d’Oléron, which I had obviously put a bit of input on, but both agreed I scribbled some ideas on paper. Let’s see if this ever comes to fruition 😂 Money, my building ability and the Mairie are three main factors in this 🙄
    After dinner we settled in for some TV and I tucked into a bag of liquorice we had bought in Melle. For some reason after years of not having it, both Tre and I have had some over the past weeks in mixed sweet bags found here. This however was a dedicated fairly large bag of entirely liquorice. To say I had more than I should have is an understatement. Tre had some but I was a little piggy and kept popping my hand in the bag.
    The morale of the story is - if you want a stomach ache at bedtime and a feeling of nausea, then eat as much liquorice as I did.
    Let’s see tomorrow if I made it through the night without my head having been down a pan at some hour if the night!! 🤢🤢
    Baca lagi

  • 03.04 Day 199 . . . Nothing But Admin

    3 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    So the downside of having some days away is that when you get home you need to catch up on the less exciting stuff.
    Today was one of those days!!
    Tre and I still have a long list of ‘To Do’s’ for our French adventure - some more important than others. So now working on the principle of every day we do a few - we keep knocking them off the list.
    So once up and breakfasted we cracked on - email to the Notaires clerk re the Safer and Mairie enquiries. Phone call to insurance company re household insurance quote. Research of nanking and savings accounts - you wouldn’t believe the detail needed - for the accountant spreadsheet, to get us into the French system. Other phone calls re planning our move. Updating the accountant spreadsheet with more info. I can’t even remember what else we did but it took us through to mid afternoon. To be fair we weren’t helped by the non existant wifi and my phone having an off day!
    Breaking the monotony, I did get a message from my mum who was obviously searching through some photos at home - two photos showing an uncanny likeness between her and Lauren as small children.
    Finally finished, we decided to watch the last half hour of a film we had abandoned the day before due to the non wifi issue for Netflix. That half hour took us about an hour and a half to watch with continual buffering.
    We then say and had dinner - lovely chilli and the remaining cauliflower cheese from yesterday.
    A couple of emails came back from the Notaires clerk which we can sort tomorrow and that’s how easy you can lose a day to admin.
    Once the house is sorted and the accountant these sort of days will be massively reduced.
    Baca lagi

  • 02.04 Day 198 . . . Happy Burvday Loz

    2 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ ☁️ 9 °C

    There was a promise of lots of tools being sold at one of the local charity places this morning - ‘Hope’ At Sauze Vaussais.
    Having rested quite well yesterday 😂 we were up relatively early and out the door ready for our jaunt out.
    We got to Hope at about 9.30am and then saw the sign about being open at 10am. So we decided to check out another road to the Chenay house - thinking about lorry access. The road didn’t end up where we expected it to and so we made a small deviation to drive past the house anyway. On route we saw a number of Buzzards in the ploughed fields and then a very small bird which appeared to have a mask around its eyes. A black line that made it look like a bank robber. No idea what it was, so some research needed later. Nothing had changed at the house - no sign of a mass clear out at this point.
    We returned to Hope and went to explore. There were next to no tools, just the normal charity shop bits and pieces - plates, cups, glasses and jigsaws. Hope also has a little shop that sells English food stuffs - we’d never visited before so took a look. As luck would have it we’d just run out of English tea bags and the shop had a large bag. I decided we needed some . . . 10 bloody euros for a bag of tea bags!! Won’t be doing that again!!
    Before we left we grabbed a bacon roll each from a stall outside - bacon is still something we miss here, only when we smell it 🥓🥓
    From Hope we drove to the small spar in Sauze to grab some bits for dinner and then back to the Chenay house so I could check the route we actually would have to use, to see if it was suitable for a lorry . . . All seems ok!
    From the house we drove to Caunay where we knew there was a vide grenier
    happening. It appears this weekend is the start of all the local village vide grenier and brocantes starting.
    We parked at Caunay and had a walk around the stalls, lots of bits that would be handy when we have the house, but not at the moment as we don’t want anything else to store or move.
    From Caunay we decided to visit Lezay and their vide grenier also on this morning. As we left we commented on how nice Caunay was, we’d not visited before. One particular garden caught our eye as we drove past its boundary wall covered in Grape Hyacinth and Succulents.
    By the time we got to Lezay the weather had turned and was overcast and rain loomed. There wasn’t really very much at the vide and so we didn’t stay long.
    Back in Rox we took yet another untried route back to home, using back roads now full of fields of rapeseed. It’s grown quite substantially in the week we have been away.
    The afternoon drifted away, more penguins to catch up on and dinner cooked. A ‘Happy Birthday’ phone call to Lauren, who was out enjoying herself and then a quick call to my mum.
    Social media provided me with a little envy in regards to a little red tractor we could have bought if we had been in our house, but some thankful news that Graham Potter had been sacked - at last. The small bird we had seen earlier, our bank robber, was in-fact a Wheatear. First time ever seeing one of these and not a name I’d heard of before.
    Fab cauliflower cheese and steaks were on the menu for dinner, some evening TV and another day was done.
    Now we are actually in April - the house seems less of a dream and possibly more reality.
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  • 01.04. Day 197 . . . Barely Out Of Bed

    1 April 2023, Perancis ⋅ 🌙 9 °C

    We were so tired from our four days away that we felt we needed a rest. Tre didn’t wake til nearly 10am anyway and when she did apart from a few cups of tea in bed, some social media browsing some general catching up with news and another small nap - we did nothing. We finally hauled ourselves out of bed at 3pm . . . That is a new record for France!!
    Whilst in our bed we watched torrential downpours outside. One would stop then half hour later another would start - it was non-stop.
    Once up and about, I tapped up some penguin notes while Tre pottered about doing some little jobs around the place.
    As the afternoon turned into early evening the rain showers continued.
    We knocked up a very unhealthy dinner of kebab meat in a baguette with salad and sat watching TV whilst eating.
    At the point that’s film came on Tre had seen enough TV and retired to bed. I watched 10 minutes and decided to join her - probably the shortest amount of time I have spent between getting up and going to bed in many years.
    Anyhow we blamed it on the rain!!

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