I know we’re halfway through October but it’s not too late to share some October sayings with you. These come from the 1932 and 1933 editions of La Prosperité à la campagne. Continue reading “October sayings – and a bright future”
Every year there is a fête de champignons in Boussac. The French don’t differentiate between mushrooms and toadstools the way we do – they call everything a champignon. But some you can eat, and some you can’t. Continue reading “To eat – or not to eat”
Two of our animals went to church this morning.
There was a special animal blessing ceremony to celebrate St Francis’s day at Nouzerines. We set off with Seamus and Brendan the alpacas, and also Archer the guinea-pig in a wastepaper basket. But we were a bit late, the alpacas weren’t in a mood to be hurried, and I’m still a bit fragile after being poorly, so we only got as far as the gate before turning back. We put the boys away, selected a baby bunny to go in another bin, and set off again in the car. We’re glad we made the effort. It was a lovely service. There were lots of dogs, a good selection of goats, including the smallest one I’ve ever seen, a handful of rabbits, one guinea pig (ours) and four horses. They were all very well behaved – noone ate anyone else – so the whole thing was a great success. Of course, everyone wanted to know where our llamas where, so we had to explain what had happened about a dozen times.
The service was followed by a procession, but we didn’t join in as it was a couple of kilometres long and I wasn’t up to it. We helped ourselves to some windfall apples and walnuts on the way back to the car. What a nice morning!
A frustrating morning. Ruadhri has been sick all week with a very bad cold that has left him tired. So he’s been off school, obviously. Anyway, his teacher phoned me up today and quoted at great length from French law (which I really did NOT appreciate) to inform me that when a child is off for more than 4 half-days (that’s the peculiar unit of measurement they use here), you must provide a sick note. Continue reading “Sick of sick notes”