April 14^th was our 40^th wedding anniversary, and we were able to celebrate it in Paris with friends and family!

 

Our friends from RAF days Nichola and Paul Cannock live in a fantastic flat in the centre of Paris and were not only kind enough to put us up, but also helped Rachel organise everything. We met up with Judy’s sisters Carol and Gill and their other halves Terry and Phil, Ian and Di Harrop, Dave Lockie and Richard and Clare Allnutt (and the Cannocks and Rachel of course) for a superb lunch on the Sunday. Judy and I also did a bit of romantic sightseeing of course.

 

 

 

As Paul was kind enough to let us use his underground car parking space, we were able to take the car to Paris. Thus we could pick up Carol and Terry and bring them back to Voutezac with us. They seemed to enjoy their stay with us, although the weather wasn’t as good as it might have been.

One of our ways of contacting friends is on the dreaded Facebook. When I had a quiet evening I put in a few names and got back in touch with several old friends – we may even get some more visitors!

We have a lovely new Mairie in the village -according to the sign it cost 760,000€, and all the work was done by local firms. It houses all the offices, a library, the relocated post office and meeting rooms. The village already has an almost new Salle Polyvalente or village hall. Our boulangerie has shut, and our mayor has said that having no fresh baguettes is unacceptable, so the Commune will buy the shop and house, do it all up and get new tenants. Oh, and there are 1,550 people in the whole Commune!

OLD MAIRIE

 

BOULANGERIE AND OLD POST OFFICE

 

NEW MAIRIE

 

 

"VILLAGE HALL"

 

We had a good day out visiting the Cascades de Murel – when we eventually found them. Lovely waterfalls and pools in a very quiet location.

One of our friends here, Ross Hill is a volunteer on a heritage railway in the lovely village of Martel, about an hour south of us. We had an excellent day there, and it is very impressive. We were lucky enough to be on the trip pulled by their steam engine, which takes an old track which takes a course high above the Dordogne valley, so there are some wonderful views. There were a couple of coach parties from UK who were including the railway in their trip to France – and it certainly went down well. Highly recommended.

 

 

May was an interesting month – with four public holidays. May 1^st for Labour Day, May 8^th VE Day, May 9^th Ascension Day and May 20^th Whit Monday. Interesting how religious holidays are still observed despite France being an officially secular country.  And of course if any holiday falls on a Tuesday or Thursday then many people “Fair le Pont” – make the bridge and take the Monday or Friday off as well. Conversely if a public holiday falls on a Sunday, bad luck, no alternatives!

My oldest friend Dave Makepeace (and the saintly Juliette) visited while they finished work on the holiday home they have bought about 40 minutes from us – and very nice it is too! They moved in and have also been back for a break (teachers – more holidays than you can shake a stick at!). Really nice to have them so near.

 

Finally bought a Kindle Fire HD – very natty bit of kit. Actually ordered it at 4pm, and it arrived at 10am the next morning! Only problems are that the battery life is poor, and because I can’t get any apps from either the French or UK Amazon sites as apparently I live in the wrong place for both of them. Very useful to be able to make Skype calls from anywhere I can get a wi-fi signal though.

We have a favourite character called Bruno Courrèges in books written by an author called Martin Walker. Bruno is a municipal policeman (i.e. employed directly by the Mairie and not a Gendarme or Police Nationale), and the stories are set in a fictional village, but in an area in the Dordogne we know quite well. We knew the village was based on one called Le Bugue, so one quiet Sunday we jumped in the car and drove there to compare fiction and fact. Ah well, Mr Walker does say he has invented most of his places and characters, and it was a nice day out!

Bertie is flourishing. We thought he wasn’t missing Faust, but when we left him in my study when we went out he tried very hard to scratch a hole in the door – which he had never done in all his 12 years. We do take him out a fair bit – he is really a nice little dog to have around. His favourite toy is a retrieve dummy, which he happily fetches back to me when I throw it. He then trots off to his bed with it, where I expect he would happily demolish it if I didn’t take it off him.

One Sunday when we visited Objat market we found that it was also the Fete des Petit Pois. This actually involved stalls selling lots of peas, but also folk singing and dancing, horses and carriages, and a farmer with a pair of very gentle yoked oxen.

 

Last week had some friends from UK visiting – Jim and Ange Wiggle. A very enjoyable few days, although the weather could have been a lot better – naturally it improved as soon as they left. WE did have some good days, including a nice visit to Sarlat. They took us out for a very nice meal on their last evening with us – for which many thanks.

 

As a caseworker for the charity SSAFA I went to London to do a couple of courses, one on the on line form used to progress cases and one on loss and bereavement. I went over a couple of days early so that I could travel with CityJet and not the dreaded Ryan Air. I stayed at the Union Jack Club, which is a very nice club / hotel right next to Waterloo station. I managed to meet up with Rachel and Nick, and we had an excellent meal at a very posh restaurant called Rules. I also met an old friend Verena, and we met Nick at his place of work the “Gherkin”. He took us up to the top for a coffee and some fantastic views. A good trip, but glad to get home, of course.

Last night we rushed out at 11pm to watch the International Space Station pass over. I have found a website which lets you find when it is passing near you and is visible. We always find it exciting to think that there are actually people whizzing past up there!

 

 

 

The saddest news is that we have lost Faust, our Irish Wolfhound. He had a heart attack in the back of our car. He wasn’t even three years old, so it was a great shock and we miss him very much.

 

Our Library goes from strength to strength. It has been fairly quiet over the winter, but we have recruited a number of new members and we have a number of plans for 2013. To raise funds we had a Fish & Chip lunch in a small Bar Tabac near the library. The owner kindly let us use his kitchen, and between some of us committee members we produced a meal of home-made soup (my contribution), fish, chips and mushy peas and apple tart and custard. We fed some 45 people and it was pronounced a great success. Next we plan to have a curry lunch.

 

Our weight loss has slowed down a bit, but we are trying to stick to our diets. I have lost about 10k and Judy over 8! We’ll keep at it.

A high spot recently was having a bath fitted in our house –it replaces a shower and we still have a shower in our guest room. It is really nice to be able to relax in a nice hot soapy bath – worth every € it cost.

The weather has been pretty changeable, but nowhere near as bad as we hear it has been in UK. We had a slight spattering of snow in Voutezac, but it cleared within a few hours. We had a trip out to the east of Correze a couple of weeks ago and even at the highest point in the Limousin, Mount Bessou, the temperature was in the low 20s. Mind – there was still some unmelted snow at the sides of the road. Mount Bessou is 977m above sea level, so they have built an observation tower which I am guessing is just over 23m high, so you can clear the 1,000m. Anyway the views are fantastic.

We also visited the site of a Roman Villa - Bertie enjoyed the view as well.

 

Another good day out was walking with Bertie around a local lake - a lovely day and a nice cold drink at the refreshment bar at the end.

I did a very interesting floorplan job in a local village –a nice large house with a big garden. It also has two attached flats, and in one there is the most enormous train layout. It is actually in 3 or 4 rooms, with holes knocked in walls to accommodate it. Not sure if it is an attraction or not – it must have cost a fortune.

Shopping in a local store I glance at a selection of children’s’ books near the till. One caught my eye “Mes Amis Les Canards”, a sort of Ladybird book with a picture of fluffy ducklings on the cover. In an area of rural France where duck is the meat of choice in restaurants, where Foie Gras is the local delicacy and even a supposedly vegetarian omelette comes with a drizzle of duck related sauce surrounding it this rather amused me.

Our village boulangerie shut last year, and we accepted that a small village like ours could not really support its own shop, with a large town only 5 minutes’ drive away. At the start of the year we got our copy of the annual full colour glossy report from the Mayor and council. Having no boulangerie was insupportable! The commune will buy and restore the shop and adjacent living accommodation, and get new tenants. Mind, nothing has actually happened yet….

Our brand new Mairie is almost finished and should open any day now. The village post office was closed by La Poste some time ago, and that was also taken over by the Mairie and the staff paid by the commune. It will be moving into the new building as well.

Had a few medical forays – Judy has painful knees so went to Brive to have them X rayed. She then saw a specialist who said that she could have an injection in one knee – done the next week, and should have a course of physio on other which we have yet to arrange.

We have just had two friends staying who have bought their own holiday cottage about 40 minutes from us. They have got it to a habitable state after lots of hard work, and we cast them off to sleep in their own beds a couple of days ago.

 

We have a busy week coming up. We are celebrating our 40^thwedding anniversary soon, and we then have more visitors coming to stay. Tell you all about that next time.

Speaking from the depths of winter – although touch wood we seem to be doing a bit better than the UK; we are looking forward to the Spring! Our old village in UK, Filkins, has been on the edge of flooding again – although thankfully it didn’t happen. Our old cottage was sold again, and I understand that the new owner watched the water creeping rather too close for comfort. We are very glad to live near the top of a hill.

The English Library carries on progressing – we are continuing to attract new members, and we may even try to set up a branch in the nearby town of Uzerche one day. We have so many books in our current room, that we had a day clearing books from the shelves so that we had some room to put back returned books.

Buying presents this year we purchased boxes of Brive-made chocolate for a lucky few. The boxes seemed quite small – but they packed plenty in, and the reviews were quite good.

Although we have had a number of really nice meals here, you can still get a stinker just as anywhere else. We managed two recently. The first was when we ordered Coq au Vin, which came on a bed of spaghetti – frankly not a match made in heaven. The second was in a local restaurant with a French West African theme – but really poor food and service. Ah well, lots more to try!

The weather has been chilly, and when I went to a meeting about half an hour away I managed about every type of weather on the way home – it really varies from place to place, particularly the elevation. It was raining as I left, which turned to sleet, which turned to snow and carpeted the road with a couple of inches – all within 10 minutes of leaving. By the time I got home there was no sign of rain or snow at all. And all on a journey between two places 17km apart in a straight line. I am very careful what I say now- a couple of times I have said how much better our weather was than in the UK – and each time I have woken to a world covered in snow. It has so far thawed very fast, and I hope we don’t see too much more.

 

I had a couple of jobs – both down in the Dordogne. One was for floorplans of some gites, another was for photography. Very nice places and very enjoyable days out.

Just before Christmas we finally remembered to go to the carol concert in the village church. It was not an overtly religious occasion – we had a clue when everyone put their umbrellas in the font. There were two choirs singing, one from Voutezac and the other from a nearby village. They were both very good, and we recognised some of the tunes and could join in. WE had “Somewhere over the Rainbow” in English, as was “Deck the Hall”. A few others were sung to tunes we knew. All in all a very enjoyable evening.

For Christmas we had two visitors, Rachel and our friend Diane, with her dog Florette. Everyone seemed to get on – although I wouldn’t say our two dogs were over the moon at having another dog in the house. As always Judy and Rachel provided us with some wonderful food. For me it was slightly spoilt by spending Boxing Day and the 27^th in bed as I had picked up what I think was the NorvoVirus which has been going around. Still it meant that my diet was not spoiled by Christmas over indulgence – in fact I actually lost some weight. We even had some oysters – which I managed to open with no loss of blood.

 

 

The spirit of merriment was also slightly blemished by the failure of our freezer just before the big day. A local electrician came out on Boxing Day and took it away for investigation, and brought one with him for us to use – which I was quite impressed with. Ours was beyond economic repair, so we bought a new one from them.

Our New Year was as quiet as normal – all the fun of calling our son Nick’s mobile to hear them all enjoying themselves (at 11 their time), then promptly wishing each other a Happy 2013 and going to sleep at midnight our time.

We found a really nice restaurant in Brive – actually recommended by a friend. It’s called Chez Francis and apparently resembles a Parisian Bistro. Anyway the food and service are very good, and customers have written their comments and drawn cartoons on every available wall and ceiling space – great fun to try and translate. It was so nice we went back for Judy’s birthday. We went to Brive yesterday, and were able sit outside to have a hot chocolate, with Judy wearing her favourite presents.

Early in January the clutch went on the car – of course an item not covered in the guarantee. Eventually got the car picked up and taken to the Alfa dealer in Brive. Being without a car was a real pain, so hired one for a few days. The Alfa people were very friendly and helpful….just really expensive. Two days ago we found a puncture on the car – managed to loosen the wheel nuts tightened by a very strong mechanic, but couldn’t get the wheel off the hub. Called out my friendly garagiste from Objat – Jean-Louis, who came up, got the wheel off, took it away and repaired the tyre. He then took all the wheels off their hubs and greased them – just glad it all happened outside the house and not by the side of the motorway in the pouring rain.

As we had spent so much time in we went out for a drive as the weather was so nice and took in a few villages, including St Robert – justly famous for its views.

 

 

 

We have sold the Discovery at last – to a very nice English couple. I had advertised it on line, with very little response. I then tried a French website / publication something like Exchange and Mart used to be. Got the buyer from that, but also opened us up to a number of attempted scams. The best (worst) was definitely the e mail from the prospective buyer who wanted to but the car sight unseen for his father. He couldn’t view it himself as he is an oceanographer and at sea. He can’t speak to me because he is deaf. We can arrange payment through PayPal. No. I quickly responded to every reply by answering that I would only sell to someone who came to our house, and produced an ID and proof of where they lived. Well, at least the car’s gone. The Alfa is superb by the way.

Had a trip to Tulle, the Departmental capital a couple of weeks ago. We have never really warmed to the place, possibly put off by an friend who ran a hotel, and said they hated going there as it was the place you went to to pay your taxes. It is set in a valley, which gives it rather a claustrophobic feel. We gave it another chance, and we still don’t like it. We much prefer going to Brive – our favourite café near the large church in the centre has a new attraction. The area outside where we used to sit is now an archaeological site. They are pedestrianizing the area around the church, and as part of the work they have uncovered a graveyard under the café terrace. Hot chocolate and Time Team – excellent!

 

 

The weather has been reasonable – obviously it’s getting colder but we have had a few lovely days. Autumn seemed to last about 10 days – as soon as the trees started to turn in colour a storm took most of the leaves off.

 

The 1^st of November is Toussaint (All Saints Day) when the French try to visit their family’s graves and leave flowers – normally chrysanthemums. Round here it is pretty important and the cemeteries are full of lovely colours. If a public holiday falls on a Sunday, then that’s too bad (as Remembrance Day did this year). If it falls on a Thursday or Tuesday, then many people “Faire le Pont” – make a bridge and take the Friday or Monday off as well. Like it!

 

Talking of Remembrance Day we attended the small ceremony held at the war memorial outside the church in the village. Judy and I wore poppies which we were able to get for the first time this year. We were invited to join everyone for a small Apero (drink and nibble) in the Mairie afterwards, so I think we are becoming a little more accepted all the time.

The library is ticking over nicely. We have over 60 members and some 2,000 books, plus a load of duplicates. To raise a little money I organised a Pub Quiz at a small café/bar run by and English couple nearby. It seemed to go OK – and the team from the library won, so all the entry money went to our funds. We had a nice meal too!

I have had a few jobs to do drawing up floorplans and taking photos. The biggest job was an old stable complex which seems to be owned by the National Stud based in the local town of Pompadour. It was a very strange place – a house split into three parts and – not surprisingly, lots of barns and stables. I then drove down to the Dordogne to photograph some gites – the weather forecast had said we would have a nice sunny day, but it was pouring with rain when I got there. The dull weather and lack of leaves on the trees made for a somewhat muted photo collection. My last job was in the beautiful village of Domme – again in the Dordogne. Someone who had just bought a house there wanted a plan to enable him to work out what he might do with the place.

 

Some very old friends, the Makepeaces (well Dave is the very slightly older than me, so that’s pretty old) have bought a holiday place near us – they stayed for a few days while they signed the final papers. It’s a very nice little cottage just over the border in the Dordogne. A bit of work to be done, but it will make a smashing retreat for them and their family.

Judy has got the wood burning oven in our dining room working well, so I have been chopping wood for it – the remains of our walnut tree we had to have felled earlier this year. Sadly the other wood burner in my study appears to be past it, and putting a flue up the chimney could cost about €700 – so it is now a plant pot holder.

We were hoping to see Skyfall the new Bond film in V.O. – version originale i.e. English, but it wasn’t shown locally. Luckily our friend Diane, who lives near Sarlat in the Dordogne (about an hour away), called us to say it was on there for one performance. We went together and thoroughly enjoyed it – and supper with Diane afterwards. There are usually a few V.O. films showing every week in Brive – just rarely any we want to see.

Just to show how much I love the Alfa it’s been washed twice since I bought it – which is about the same number of times we washed the Discovery in all its long and serviceable years. Yesterday we took it out for a nice run to the Chateau village of Hautfort, about 40 minutes away. Lovely day and very pretty village. Sadly nothing open as the Chateau and a museum of medicine shut for the winter on the 11^th of November. This is actually much later than the average – many attractions don’t even open at Easter and are only open for the summer. In a neighbouring, very pretty, small village is a café which opens on the first day of July and shuts on the last day of August.

Anyway, night, night from the bustle of Voutezac!

 

 

Our English Library is growing steadily; we now have almost 60 members.  We also have a bank account and even better a cheque book and some money in the account. Janie, who owns the chateau in which the Library lives, has also started up Social Evenings, where we meet up and play cards, board games and generally have a natter – and we do have some French coming!

We went to the Voutezac Peach Festival again in July. As usual the actual Festival was a bit tame, but the evening meal was a hoot. Lots of singing and dancing, and the obligatory excellent firework display afterwards.

 

As I have decided not to do the elevated photography any more we decided to get a new(ish) car. After many hours on the internet I realized two things. The French don’t have as many second hand cars for sale – at least in the Correze. Probably due to their not having such a culture of company cars as in UK. And the ones that are for sale are pretty expensive. Eventually I found what I wanted in Bordeaux – about 2 hours’ drive away. It’s an Alfa Romeo 159 Sportswagon 1.9 JTD – big enough for the dogs and much more enjoyable to drive than the Discovery. All we have to do now is sell the Disco.

 

Buying the car was quite interesting in itself. I approached my bank and they said they were quite happy to lend me some money. Great. Please put it in my account and I can go hunting. Mais non! Tell us the exact car you are proposing to buy, and we will then, possibly, give you the money. We drove to Bordeaux and test drove the Alfa, and were very happy with it. The garage price included new tyres, paintwork touching up, a new CT (MOT test) and a year’s guarantee. Also to be paid was the tax needed to be paid to reregister the car and the new number plates – again sorted by the garage. I was told that the car would be ready in a couple of weeks, and on the appointed day I travelled to Bordeaux by train. A taxi to the garage got me there to be told it would be ready the next day. As I subtly hinted that this was not really satisfactory they sorted everything out and I was able to drive home in state.

Coming from metropolitan Bordeaux (pop about 1 million), the staff were slightly sniffy about us rural types. One of the staff remarked that I came from the Limousin. The other salesperson paused, looked thoughtful and finally pronounced “Ah, le Limousin…..tres calme!”. Not sure it was an accolade.

My brother Martin and his family came to visit when they came on holiday to the Dordogne. They stayed one night and we also drove down to see them at their holiday village – luckily it was the day after I took delivery of the Alfa with its air conditioning – the temperature hit 40 at one point.

 

We have a lot of duplicate books in the library, so I took some into the library in Uzerche, a very attractive town near us. They have a reputation for being very supportive of culture and cultural events, and I am hoping we may get some support from them for moving our library there – as it is a bit more central and easy to get to.

As I have probably said before, the normal market here is actually a farmers’ market. Many villages also hold evening markets in the summer, where there are stalls selling fresh or cooked food, and a lot of tables for you to sit at. Some even provide barbecues so that you can choose your steak and cook it to your liking. We managed to find one of these when I took my brother and his family to Segur le Chateau – a really beautiful peaceful village. The dozens of cars parked everywhere gave us a clue that it might not be so peaceful – we had hit an evening market. Bang went the quiet drink!

We went to another evening market in the Dordogne, where a friend had her birthday party. It was a really nice evening, as we made some new friends as well as having some good food.

 

On a further  trip to the Dordogne I drew a floorplan for a manoir belonging to an estate agent I have done some work for. It is a lovely place which she rents out as a holiday home and drawing up the plan was very enjoyable. If you want a really nice place to rent see http://www.homelidays.com/salignac-eyvigues/maison-villa435582fr1.htm.

Another really good day out was a drive to the Tours de Merle about 90 minutes south east of us. There a number of towers which, oddly, were all built next to each other by different noble families. Very impressive as it sits in its quiet valley. On the way back we stopped in Argentat, a beautiful town on the river Dordogne.

 

 

We had the trauma of a heating oil delivery a few weeks ago - €1200 to fill up. I think this is one of those times we tend to look back at what we paid in UK over 3 years ago, and gas prices have rocketed since then. But it doesn’t make paying all in one go any more pleasant!

We have advertised the Discovery – only one viewing so far – fingers crossed.

I popped over to the UK for a school reunion – it was a mere 50 years since everyone started in the first year of the Royal Grammar School in Guildford. The school is now private – it was in its very brief phase of being a state school when we went there. In it’s over 500 year history that was a very short period! It was very nice to meet up with old friends again, and I also got see our children and grandchildren. The only slight glitch was the kindly soul who ripped the wing mirror off my hire car.

 

The organiser of the writers’ club I belong to planned a writers’ weekend at our friend’s chateau. It was a great success, with some very interesting speakers – especially on self-publishing and a lady who has been a top journalist for 30 years.

I had a slight health scare last week. Our doctor ensures that we have a blood test every year. The laboratory spotted a slight rise in my level of the Leucocytes, which are something to do with the white blood cells produced by bone marrow. The doctor said that there was probably nothing to worry about, but he would pass it onto the Consultant at Brive hospital, who works on the Cancer unit. I had a jolly 4 weeks wondering what the verdict might be, but when we met the doctor, a consultant haematologist, she proved to be a very reassuring (and she spoke excellent English thank goodness).  I have Chronic Lymphocytic Leukaemia, which is much better than it sounds. Basically it shouldn’t cause any real problems for at least 10 to 20 years, and there are already treatments available for that phase. In 20 years they will probably be able to cure it. Unfortunately I reassured my children rather too quickly, and before I could get too much sympathy (dream on) they were satisfied that I was OK. Looks like I’ll have to buy that Kindle Fire myself…..

Once again rather a long time between entries – a fair bit has happened so I had better get on with it….

We tried to set up a bank account for our Library in mid-April at the local post office. Should have been fairly simple? I got the letter opening the account a couple of weeks ago, after several exchanges of correspondence and urgent requests for documents for which we had never been asked. And we still don’t have a cheque book. The Library itself is moving along nicely – we have around 50 or so members and I hope to start planning more activities after the summer. Update mid-July – nobody knows where the cheque book is.

Quick medical update – eventually got over the shingles – not recommended at all. Apart from that we are both staggering along nicely.

We went to an “English Day” in a small village in the Creuse, the department just to the north of us – a mere two hour drive. It was actually set up by the local English speakers to show their French neighbours some of the highlights of British culture. There was a stall from our friend’s English library in the Creuse, some cricket videos, a local micro-brewery, British cakes etc. I felt that it began to lose the French with the welly throwing and the morris dancing.  The arrival of the fish and chip van helped save the day, but sadly we had to leave just as the folk singing really got going.

We had another Vide Grenier in the village - a car boot sale that takes over most of the centre of the village. Probably useful for childrens' clothes and toys , but we still haven't spotted anything very exciting.

I have completed my first case as a SSAFA caseworker! I am very pleased that I was able to arrange a sum of money from the RAF Benevolent fund to expedite urgent repairs to the roof of my “client” – I hope that we can help a few more people.

Rachel came to visit us for a few days.  Very enjoyable, although all the photos I took of her seem to have been in bars or restaurants – very unfair of me. We had a very good day in Sarlat where we met a friend Diane for lunch. It was a public holiday (there are a lot in May) and there was a country fair in the centre of the old town. Far too soon Rachel had to return to UK and work.

Very soon after this we flew to UK for a memorial service for our niece Theresa, who died in Canada. Judy and I stayed one night at the Mistley Thorne hotel on the Essex coast, and then had lunch at a wonderful pub in a small village called Pinn Mill.  

After a very moving and tearful service in Stevenage we took Rachel home to London. We followed the car’s Sat Nav so had the interesting experience of driving down Oxford Street – albeit at 9pm. The next day we visited my brother Martin and his family in Kingston and then spent a very enjoyable night in Essex with Nick and his family.

When we got home the ansaphone was flashing, and I learned that one of our oldest friends, Juliette Lockie, had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Sadly the prognosis of just a few days proved accurate, and I returned to UK on my own a couple of weeks later. The funeral was held in Marlborough, where we lived 100 yards from the Lockies for about 10 years. I saw lots of old friends from the RAF and from Marlborough – just as we had in Stevenage we all wished we were meeting under more pleasant circumstances.

I stayed with an old friend Romney Pargeter who runs a very posh B & B in a National Trust property in the village of Buscot in Oxfordshire.  How she manages with guests, teenaged daughter, toddler and visitors like me (not to mention the dogs and horses) I will never know.

To keep myself occupied I have a little business which does photography and floorplans for estate agents and others. One of my main selling pints was to take photos from a height of some 50 ft using a mast I carried on top of our Discovery. Well, the first job this year I had a major failure – damaging the camera and the rotating head it is carried on. I have to say that I have never been very comfortable using the elevated gear – watching a camera wave about on top of a pole 50ft up was always a little worrying. Rather than repair the gear I have decided to retire it and concentrate on floorplans and ordinary photography. This also means that we can get a more modern car as we don’t have to tote the mast around. Unfortunately our choice is still somewhat limited as we have to fit an Irish Wolfhound into it.

Of course the day after I made this decision there was a ring at the door, to reveal a French lady who wanted some elevated shots…..Anyway see http://www.imageriedelapropriete.com/index.php in a week or so for my relaunch!

To advertise the Library we have attended a couple of very ex-pattish evenings in the lovely local village of Segur le Chateau – a fish and chips evening and a pie night. OK, not very Gallic, but sitting outside a bar in a mediaeval village with a beer or glass of wine makes the fried cod or steak and kidney seem charmingly cross-cultural. We also found a café bar not too far away run by a couple from Liverpool – hope to go there a bit more often.

Two of our oldest friends, Dave & Juliette Makepeace came over for a few days’ house hunting – having fallen in love with the area on a previous visit.  They found a delightful little place about 40 minutes from us – all the legal stuff is going through so they should soon have a really nice holiday bolt-hole.

Sadly one of our walnut trees dies last year, and as it was rather close to the house, we had a tree surgeon come and take it down. Pretty skilled work – and in a couple of hours you would never have known it had been there – apart from the huge pile of wood and branches I still have to clear up.

The Library had a stall at a Mediaeval Fair in the nearby town of Uzerche last week – I was selling duplicate books to raise funds and generally publicizing the Library. Luckily we were inside a building, because it was a rotten day weather-wise – with little sunshine and lots of showers – some really heavy. The fair itself was pretty good, lots of people in mediaeval garb – knights, priests, executioners, archers, jugglers etc, plus, for some reason, three full sized camels. I was interested to see while someone was giving rides on two Shetland ponies and insisting helmets be worn, rides on the camel just involved clinging onto a hump for dear life. We had been told to arrive by 7am and we left about 7pm – a long day but  a lot of fun.

When we bought our house we had a “plan cadastral” showing all the land we owned. We knew that there were a couple of plots away from the house – particularly a small isolated plot in the middle of the woods across the valley. What I hadn’t spotted was that we also owned a patch of land about 10m x 5m adjoining the stream bank by the watermill about 150m from the house. So when I got a letter from the Prefecture to say that the bank had collapsed and it was our responsibility to clear it all – bit of a shock. Anyway a friend of a friend is coming with his JCB next week. We wouldn’t want life to be too quiet….