A death in the village.

After a hard day’s work, I dragged myself to the bar (as is my custom) for a well deserved Panache (or two).

Michelle seemed distracted.

‘Perhaps she’s also had a hard day’, I thought.

Then, the church bells started ringing.

“A death in the village.” Michelle explained. “Marie went to the cemetary yesterday, to visit her husband’s grave. That was strange as she normally only does that on a Sunday, after Mass. This morning a neighbour found that she had died in her sleep.”

All the best

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Vide Grenier – Guegon

I visited the local Vide-Grenier at Guegon, today.

I came away with three large bags of goodies but was especially happy that I managed to find a riding hat for 5 euros (and it fits).

Lots of other things including many old cork-stoppered, glass jars – that’s where this years dried mushrooms (and Ceps in Olive Oil) will go.

I also picked up a couple of fishing reels, not very high quality but, brand new and only 5 euros each. I’m sure that the fishes won’t notice that they didn’t cost a lot!

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Carnac

With a newish car, the world’s my oyster. So, today, I went to the Sunday Market at Carnac – it was a lovely drive and I only got lost a dozen times (no change there).

I made the big mistake of going by the coastal route – it was packed with people on route to the seaside for the first warm weekend of the year.

The market was packed.

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A trip to the market!

It was with reluctance that I dragged myself out of bed, this morning. Yesterday, after work, I drove to Carentoir to visit a couple of old friends that I have seen since I moved to Les Croix (from Ruffiac), in September 2003.

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No prawnies for tea!

In my Shower-room/Toilet, I have a large plant pot containing some indoor plants.

I bought these plants (think Banana Plant, Rubber Plant etc.) as waifs and strays from my local supermarket.

I tended to them, I looked after them, I always remember to water them.

They prospered and grew – I was happy. I just couldn’t understand why they recently started dying off.

It was only today, after work, that I realised the reason. I caught Sammy (the big, fat, stupid and naughty cat), digging a hole and doing something that he shouldn’t have been doing – in my plant pot!

So, Sammy – no prawnies tonight, not for you.

And, perhaps, not tomorrow, either.

And… the replacement plants are coming out of your Prawnie budget!

All the best

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A Vide Grenier

For the second week in a row, I have spent Sunday going to a Vide-Grenier.

I was on the hunt for some weird and wonderful kitchen equipment (you really don’t want to ask!) and some riding kit (I plan to take up horse riding).

I didn’t find much of the stuff that I wanted but did manage to pick up these two escargot services for just 5 euros.

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