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Mothers Day

Yesterday, here in France was Mothers Day. I was spoilt with both Miss F and Master C coming back home with presents and a meal cooked by them in the evening. Smellies from Lush, an essential oil diffuser and from the dogs chocolate and heavy legs roll on relief. Heavy legs is a  condition probably only suffered by the french where your legs feel heavy. There are lotions and potions especially for them at the chemist. I picked up a leaflet once, it seems that life is the cause of them. Shopping, walking, standing still, sitting for too long all could contribute. So the dogs brought me a cure just in case those dog walks get too much.

As Master C was working at l'air du temp restaurant in Najac for the lunch serving and farmer J was cutting hay Miss F and Me plus the dogs met him over at Le Contie, our rented land for a impromptu picnic. It is so peaceful there.

A lovely meal of trio of cold soups followed by duck and chocolate fondant with homemade mint ice cream went down well, unlike the game of cards that i didn't win!


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He managed to take down the road crash barriers on the side of it but need my gophering skills today to start taking off the roof. Cold, foggy and damp it was a bit chilly standing around however we did have a visitor, a old lady hunt dog. Once fed and watered (doesn't everyone carry dog food in their car or is it just me?) she found a draught free spot between the hay bales to have a sleep before being called back to her hunter once hunting had finished.

So a 1/3 of the roof is down with the rest to be completed on Monday ready for the metal structure to follow.

Laguepie chestnut fair

Yesturday was he annual chestnut fair at Laguepie, a small village in the Tarn et Garonne. The sun shone which made for an enjoyable time amberling round the market stalls, drinking coffee and eating hot chestnuts. Traditional dances and muscicians put on a display. In previous years there has been a mushroom display showing edible, toxic and fatal fungi in appropriate coloured boxes of green , red and black (leathel ones). I imagine no mushrooms could be found as it has been dry here for a while.

The many varieties of apples grown locally along with walnuts and chestnuts were laid out on tressel tables, so many different types of apples were displayed. As well as chestnuts for sale there was apple juice being made, which at this time of year many villages and organisations invite you to take your non treated apples along to have them pressed into juice for a small fee. We didn't stay for the set menu lunch, each course is chestnut based so you really have to love your chestnuts.