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Last weekend was Najac's fete, being too tired after work on the farm and with cooking and cleaning for the gites we just manged to stay up to watch the firework which are lit from the chateau. Previous years we have walked up the very steep path to the village to get a good view staying on to see Motel, a french covers band that has played for the past nine years - our fellow french folk love them. If were lucky and the wind is blowing in the right direction we can her them as we lay in bed all night till dawn.

As we knew we were going to have a busy week processing beef and pork we took a picnic to La Fouillade, the next village along from Najac, sitting by the lake we were the only soles there, apart from a fisherman who had so many lines dangling from the bridge he was continuously checking them, don't think he caught anything though.


 Being busy packing our beef that came back from the butchers and butchering a pig there has been no time left for seeing to the veggie patch. A fleeting past by to collect beans, chard and yet more courgettes for lunch has been about it. Next week is harvesting and sorting, that's if those bunnies have left anything.


The tomatoes has had it, blight has finished them off so they will be out and burned next week. With maybe a few tomatoes being rescued for Gorgon.


As we move into Autumn tomorrow the knitting needles have come out along with spun wool for a little project for our friend and neighbour who has now returned back to England after being plagued with moles this year. A little reminder which has got me thinking its now the time for wool craft to commence.


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