Melleran

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