Waiting for the appointments I was contacted by a lovely lady I sort of ‘met’ years before through an online forum when I bred chickens as a hobby. She had been following my travels and had suggested I called by to see her on my way down through France – but it was one of those times when we just couldn’t synchronise things, but now I was back and within half an hour or so of her home so she contacted me again and very kindly asked me (and Phoebe) over to lunch.
Not only was I invited to lunch she drove over, put Phoebe in the back of the car and gave me a scenic tour of the area on the way back. And what a lunch! Gill is an excellent cook and I was treated to a wonderful spread of homemade quiches and salads, and lots of lovely French goodies. Phoebe really enjoyed the luxury of being invited to someone else’s home, and also being allowed to wander unrestricted round the garden. So much of her young life has been spent on the lead or tied up in some way, as either we are on a caravan site, where dogs are not allowed to roam free, or we are somewhere that to leave her loose would be dangerous for her. So she pootled around, up and down the stairs (it was a typical French house where the living accommodation is all on the first floor) and lay on the grass in the sun looking very contented. While I have to say, poor Gill and Dave’s terriers were consigned to their night quarters, and sounded a bit disgruntled about the whole affair
Gill and Dave have a charming house and have lived over in France for more than five years now – having spent many years looking for their ideal home, and before that spending all their holidays travelling on the continent in a motorhome. They, like me, love the area round here, and having lived in beautiful places in Britain before moving over that must say something. Not only have they moved here, but later in the year their daughter and son in law are moving the family over to France as well, having bought a house last time they visited.
Gill outside their French house with the typical local stonework
Having finished lunch with a most delicious cup of coffee ( I must ask her the name of her coffee machine it was so good) Dave and Gill took me for another drive around to see some local sites, and we stopped at a small park alongside the river where Phoebe could enjoy a good romp around.
Phoebe getting a fuss
We love sticks!
River bridge with old bridge behind
Old Bridge in distance
Looking up towards the weir
Water pouring over the weir like silk
Old Mill through the trees
Old street and square in town
Gill trying to find fabled monster carp in fountain
Chateau at local town
Petanque Players in the late afternoon
A most enjoyable day. Thank you both.