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This week

  New Years day we had blue skies and it kept dry, a walk round Parisot lake with the dogs we were only passed a couple walking their dogs.

 Farmer J celebrated a Birthday on the 2nd, ginger cake recipe by Delia - he normally doesn't 'do' cakes or sweet things good job were around to help him out eating it. Miss F and Master C came back from Toulouse leaving on the 3rd.




We went out for a meal in the evening in Villefranche de Rouergue, the first time I have seen the Christmas lights illuminated, the blue is the church lite up. The square has had a face lift with many euros spent on cobbling and putting a fountain in ( the white bit in the photo). This totally disrupted the market during the summer with the square being a building site all throughout the summer and Autumn. We couldn't believe it when we saw the end result, probably the same thoughts of many Villefranchoise as the money could of gone to some really good projects. Perhaps it may get more impressive in the summer?

 Proper cappuccino's and espresso's are being drunk daily as Farmer J practises with his Christmas coffee maker -he now has frothing off to a fine art but think some froth art might be nice!

 My first knitted hand made was finished this week, starting it before Christmas I had to drop needles to knit a few pressies and donkeys. Can't believe it actually fits and looks OK!!!


Pigs had a happy time rearranging new straw given to them.


This morning was spent working (on a Sunday our day off) only because the tractor had a flat tyre which spent the afternoon in the garage on Saturday.The cows had to be mucked out ready for the vet coming tomorrow for blood tests. Its been a bit wet and muddy here so wellies and overalls are a necessity rather than a fashion statement.

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