25.02 Day 162 . . . Photos 01

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.Leia mais
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.Leia mais
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 😂Leia mais
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 😎Leia mais
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 😂Leia mais
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.Leia mais
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.Leia mais
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.Leia mais
Simon and Jackie AnnalsI don’t think you need to worry about the upstairs beams!!
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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