I have got no excuse now for inspiration, Terry has moved my desk into one of the bedrooms in front of a window, now I am not looking at a wall but looking over the garden and beyond into the French countryside tres bonne I am inspired!!!!!! I have also just had a little nap outside on the lounger probably that helped.
Well another busy few days since my last blog, not the busy we had with our last visit in the garden, that is thankfully under control and just for pottering. No, we have been exercising and socialising. We got another bike and decided to go out for our first ride, the idea was to go to a beautiful village called Forces, a manageable bike ride of 7 kms there and 7 kms back, well we got half way up our lane (about 700 metres) and decided we might just cycle to Ste Maure our local village which is about 6 kms total, I had forgotten how saddle sore one can get, even with the flannel tucked strategically in my trousers it didn’t make much difference. We got to Ste Maure, had a coffee and then dropped into some new English friends had a chat and started the pleasant journey home, on our first down hill road, guess what I had a puncture in my brand new bike!!!! To make matters worse, we were in the middle of the most stunning French countryside, surrounded by cows, woods and not a car in sight and what was in my tyre ..a bloody drawing pin, I could have understood if it was a prickle or even a nail but a drawing pin! The puncture is now mended by my trusty Jim’ll fix* it hubby but we haven’t organised another bike ride yet. Had a fantastic swim at Agen last week, a great 50m Olympic pool with a glass roof that retracts in the summer, it was very confusing though as the French do not only drive on the wrong side of the road but they swim on the wrong side of the lane, it was very confusing as I kept swimming into the ropes trying to get away from the people in the next lane coming towards me,as I thought they were in my lane. Anyway once I had got used to it, the next challenge was the mixed showers, actually didn’t mind that too much come to think of it.
Our social life has been busy as we have delivered a couple of dinner of parties and a lunch, also we have been to people’s house for dinner a couple of times, one of couples are Brian and Noleen from Perth we were introduced to them by an American couple when we were over last time. Noleen and Brian don’t live here permanently but come over for a few months at a time to renovate an old tower, they are in about their fourth year and it has a look that they should be able to move in, in a year or two, very brave renovation job must say.
It’s mushroom season in France at the moment apparently there are lot of people with secret places where they get their mushrooms in the woods, on Sunday we met some French people who are only too willing to share this secret information with us, particularly as the man grew up around our house and knows the woods really well, watch this space. In our garden we have probably about five different species of mushrooms but I would say most are toxic, however, it is only a matter of going to the local pharmacy and they will ‘diagnose” your mushroom. Talking about the garden, I bet everyone is waiting with baited breath to hear the next episode of our moles. Wait no longer, The Trims are winning the war or should I say one Trim in particular who has blown up two moles, one of which he showed me this morning, big grin all over his face (not the moles face needless to say), so now we have got to do battle on the paddock at the back of the house. Our friend Richard has got 10 moles so far, has the gauntlet been laid I ask!!! Has the mark been made in the sand, has the benchmark been set ... watch this space.
We have now had two, two and half hour French lessons with our fantastic and patient teacher Michelle, she will only speak French to us, which does limit the conversation somewhat but we are now alot more in touch with our French numbers and asking and answering questions, or will be if we manage to do our homework on a daily basis, should be a good excuse for an argument, “that’s not how you pronounce it” “Yes, it is that’s how I have written it down” (me) I must say my pronunciation is crap, but I remember alot of the words, surprise surprise, Terry can pronounce but can’t remember the words.
Save boring you too much I will close now, only to say we went to a huge car boot sale in Vianne on Sunday, it was a marvellous day except when I put my foot down that we would not buy an “antique” commode for the hall, I have worked putting people on and off of the things for years and there was no way I wanted one in my hall, even had the old pot, according to Jim’ll fix it the pot had never been used, I suppose with his plumbing background he has some idea about these things!!!!!!! (yeah like heck) We did not buy it but bought other useful things like, a lamp for the desk, 1 kilo of walnuts in their shells, a bike for the grandchildren and some toys and lego for one of our children (Dominic is a collector of lego). Sorry have just been reminded of two more essential items bought by Terry a pair of wooden clogs and a rat trap (need I say more!!!!!!) The best part of the day was our lunch we sat in the village square on a long table, socialising with a number of tolerant French people (loved the fact that we tried to speak the lingo) and had wine and paella, it was delicious.
*For our Australian Friends Jimmy Saville
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
First Week
We had a brilliant train journey down to Agen, from Paris to Agen it took exactly four hours! And no wonder travelling at speeds of 300 kms per hour, definitely the way to travel and the train was clean and comfortable to boot.
We were picked up by our close friend Julie who kindly brought us home. When we got to the house it was perfect, the grass was short and the house was spotless and cob web free so what more could we want, it is strange to be back almost as though we hadn’t left, as suspected we missed out on all the fruit and nuts in the garden except for a few tail end figs (which were delicious) and also the permissions which are beginning to mature may even be able to eat some before we leave again. I was about to say the pond is dry (well muddy actually) but it is raining at the moment and Terry said he is not a happy chappy as he was hoping to lever out the huge limestone blocks for his folly before the pond filled up with water!!!! Back to the garden, there are big patches of beautiful yellow crocuses scattered around the garden the main flower colour the rest of the colour is the magnificent autumn leaves on the trees quite stunning, us poor colonials in Australia don’t really get a season change so it is quite beautiful to see the yellows, oranges and reds. Our tomatoes are still growing and we have even eaten some of the ripe ones with more to come, there are still some more courgettes growing, not quite self sufficient but hey.... what can we expect!!!
Still in the garden (sorry can’t help myself) .... the moles are still here, we managed to control one side of the back paddock with our last visit, not sure if you remember the fiasco with the smoke bombs and pellets, well not sure if we have a colony of moles or they are just moving from one part of the garden to the other. War has now been declared with a slight tinge of ‘who has the most perseverance or who is the master of this fine estate” anyway we are now using explosives!!!!! We meet up with some ex pat Brits that we had we met on our last visit and was given inside knowledge on how to be the Victors in this war and it was an electronic device bought at the local Gamm Vert (Bunnings, B & Q), nearly 100 euros later Terry is in his element fighting the war over the mole. Last night he set his first explosive on the mole hill nearest to house (they are getting closer) and about 10 pm we heard the bang, but this morning there is no sign that the explosive actually went off, I will keep you posted.
We had a pleasant evening with Liz and Richard (Ex pat Brits) and got up to date with all the local gossip!! And what is going on over the next four weeks, including the weekly Roontondial (probably not spelt like that but that is how it sounded) it is a weekly 20 km trek, so we are looking at getting involved with that it is only once a week thank goodness, we have also been asked to come as guests singers with the local choir, I didn’t mention that I went on a course called ‘singing for non singers” and got thrown out as my voice was so dreadful (joking) but was still a non singer at the end of the course. There is also a weekly memory/quiz meeting, well that is also out of the question considering Terry and my memories!!! We wouldn’t even complete the application form correctly (all in French).
Talking of French, I know we are back in France Terry is speaking really fluent English with a French accent (I don’t like to tell him the French don’t understand him) but the pro active couple we are, two days after arriving we had a two hour French lesson with a French teacher who was recommended to us by an American lady we met last visit. Michelle the French teacher is excellent, she had emailed me asking me what type of French we wanted to learn, is there more than one type??? So I replied social conversations (that sounded OK to me) we got there and she thought we wanted to discuss the political and economic climate in France, she quickly realised that two people who hardly knew how to say J’appelle Carol et Terry would not be able to discuss the new president of France let alone the budget. So luckily she is a flexible teacher and was quickly on the route of teaching us how to introduce ourselves, say where we lived, how many children we have and what we bought at the shops today, probably very familiar to those of you who had their first French lesson at primary school 5 years of age!!!!! We are booked in again for next Monday, so we will see how we go, I only had to kick Terry once for trying to tell Michele how to run the lesson and interrupting all the time. (His enthusiasm gets the better of him).
We went for a coffee in Nerac on Monday and bumped into a local who we met before and had coffee with him and found out some more local gossip, how much this house sold for and how much that house sold for, he renovated a house in SOS and has it up for sale so was very knowledgeable about prices. Anyway we are meeting him tomorrow for coffee in the village square in SOS, so will be able to post this blog. By public demand I have been informed you more photos, so I will endeavour to meet that request, not too many this blog, which reminds me the landscape is quite fantastic as it has taken on an ethereal effect with the mist and shadows, quite the extreme to the landscape in summer when it was bright and full of colour. Must go we are just off into Agen there is an Olympic sized swimming pool there so I am going to have a swim, Terry is taking his book as he does like swimming and apparently there is not a steam or sauna (which is what he does in Australia while I am swimming) so must be off.
We were picked up by our close friend Julie who kindly brought us home. When we got to the house it was perfect, the grass was short and the house was spotless and cob web free so what more could we want, it is strange to be back almost as though we hadn’t left, as suspected we missed out on all the fruit and nuts in the garden except for a few tail end figs (which were delicious) and also the permissions which are beginning to mature may even be able to eat some before we leave again. I was about to say the pond is dry (well muddy actually) but it is raining at the moment and Terry said he is not a happy chappy as he was hoping to lever out the huge limestone blocks for his folly before the pond filled up with water!!!! Back to the garden, there are big patches of beautiful yellow crocuses scattered around the garden the main flower colour the rest of the colour is the magnificent autumn leaves on the trees quite stunning, us poor colonials in Australia don’t really get a season change so it is quite beautiful to see the yellows, oranges and reds. Our tomatoes are still growing and we have even eaten some of the ripe ones with more to come, there are still some more courgettes growing, not quite self sufficient but hey.... what can we expect!!!
Still in the garden (sorry can’t help myself) .... the moles are still here, we managed to control one side of the back paddock with our last visit, not sure if you remember the fiasco with the smoke bombs and pellets, well not sure if we have a colony of moles or they are just moving from one part of the garden to the other. War has now been declared with a slight tinge of ‘who has the most perseverance or who is the master of this fine estate” anyway we are now using explosives!!!!! We meet up with some ex pat Brits that we had we met on our last visit and was given inside knowledge on how to be the Victors in this war and it was an electronic device bought at the local Gamm Vert (Bunnings, B & Q), nearly 100 euros later Terry is in his element fighting the war over the mole. Last night he set his first explosive on the mole hill nearest to house (they are getting closer) and about 10 pm we heard the bang, but this morning there is no sign that the explosive actually went off, I will keep you posted.
We had a pleasant evening with Liz and Richard (Ex pat Brits) and got up to date with all the local gossip!! And what is going on over the next four weeks, including the weekly Roontondial (probably not spelt like that but that is how it sounded) it is a weekly 20 km trek, so we are looking at getting involved with that it is only once a week thank goodness, we have also been asked to come as guests singers with the local choir, I didn’t mention that I went on a course called ‘singing for non singers” and got thrown out as my voice was so dreadful (joking) but was still a non singer at the end of the course. There is also a weekly memory/quiz meeting, well that is also out of the question considering Terry and my memories!!! We wouldn’t even complete the application form correctly (all in French).
Talking of French, I know we are back in France Terry is speaking really fluent English with a French accent (I don’t like to tell him the French don’t understand him) but the pro active couple we are, two days after arriving we had a two hour French lesson with a French teacher who was recommended to us by an American lady we met last visit. Michelle the French teacher is excellent, she had emailed me asking me what type of French we wanted to learn, is there more than one type??? So I replied social conversations (that sounded OK to me) we got there and she thought we wanted to discuss the political and economic climate in France, she quickly realised that two people who hardly knew how to say J’appelle Carol et Terry would not be able to discuss the new president of France let alone the budget. So luckily she is a flexible teacher and was quickly on the route of teaching us how to introduce ourselves, say where we lived, how many children we have and what we bought at the shops today, probably very familiar to those of you who had their first French lesson at primary school 5 years of age!!!!! We are booked in again for next Monday, so we will see how we go, I only had to kick Terry once for trying to tell Michele how to run the lesson and interrupting all the time. (His enthusiasm gets the better of him).
We went for a coffee in Nerac on Monday and bumped into a local who we met before and had coffee with him and found out some more local gossip, how much this house sold for and how much that house sold for, he renovated a house in SOS and has it up for sale so was very knowledgeable about prices. Anyway we are meeting him tomorrow for coffee in the village square in SOS, so will be able to post this blog. By public demand I have been informed you more photos, so I will endeavour to meet that request, not too many this blog, which reminds me the landscape is quite fantastic as it has taken on an ethereal effect with the mist and shadows, quite the extreme to the landscape in summer when it was bright and full of colour. Must go we are just off into Agen there is an Olympic sized swimming pool there so I am going to have a swim, Terry is taking his book as he does like swimming and apparently there is not a steam or sauna (which is what he does in Australia while I am swimming) so must be off.
Paris Oct 6th 2007
Well we have finally made it, currently we are sitting in Gare Montpanasse waiting for our TGV train to take us to Agen. We had really good flights over, the second and longest flight was on a very swish new Singapore Airlines plane 777 (if you are interested). We were particularly impressed at the multimedia set up, one could even do word documents, spreadsheets and powerpoint presentations, using your own memory stick and the usb port. Anyway journey was fine and with the aid of one sleeping tablet, I personally was quite oblivious of the journey and probably slept for at least 6 hours.
We arrived at Charles De Gaulle airport the idea was to get a train to our station at Montpanasse and we had researched exactly how to get there including zooming the map to such a size that us two old fogges could actually read it. We ended up getting a coach to the Gare Montpanasse so in the end it was quite easy and organised. We arrived in Paris at about 8am and our train is at 11.30 hence sitting here and starting the blog.
Paris is so beautiful, sorry those UK friends reading this but I really do believe Paris is far superior to London for its buildings and views. Its a shame we only have these few hours now to admire it but on the way back we will be staying overnight. The sun is shinning and we are looking out the window drinking our first Cafe au lait (which incidentally was crap, in my opinion, but Terry enjoyed his as he is soaking up the Francais ambiance and telling me how to spell all these long words!!)
We arrived at Charles De Gaulle airport the idea was to get a train to our station at Montpanasse and we had researched exactly how to get there including zooming the map to such a size that us two old fogges could actually read it. We ended up getting a coach to the Gare Montpanasse so in the end it was quite easy and organised. We arrived in Paris at about 8am and our train is at 11.30 hence sitting here and starting the blog.
Paris is so beautiful, sorry those UK friends reading this but I really do believe Paris is far superior to London for its buildings and views. Its a shame we only have these few hours now to admire it but on the way back we will be staying overnight. The sun is shinning and we are looking out the window drinking our first Cafe au lait (which incidentally was crap, in my opinion, but Terry enjoyed his as he is soaking up the Francais ambiance and telling me how to spell all these long words!!)
Monday, September 17, 2007
Count down for October 2007 Visit
Although we have only been back from France for two months, we are really getting excited for our return trip on 5th October. It has been a busy two months with work, family and friends, this trip to France should be far more restful although beginning to fill our four week calender with visits from friends and family, also our St Maure social calender is filling with local engagements. We are hoping to get another bicycle on this trip at least we should be able to burn off some of the great food and wine.
Contact Details in France 2007
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From Australia: 001133 623787154 (updated June 07)
From France: 0623787154
Our UK Mobile: 0791007918
From Australia: 001144 79 100 7918
Email: cattrim@iinet.net.au
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