As we started packing to leave La Chaise in the tender care of Audrey, Alexandre and Charlie, also Michelle, for a couple of winter months, we decided to have a final glass of wine on the terrace, watch the sunset, hopefully see some bats at dusk. On my way through...
The summer is drawing to a close – the pools have been covered with their winter baches, heavy dark blue plastic sheets tied with elastic tethers to heavy pegs in their surrounding tiles. The daily temperature has dropped.. There are still few bees – I...
At last the rains came! They came at intervals, noisily, but little and to little effect. Except, of course, being unpredictable, many people and things got unexpectedly wet. Washing and drying cushions of thoroughly soaked outdoor furniture is no joke. But, I...
The 15th of August, a pivotal date in the French holiday calendar, is well and truly past. Most holiday visitors have returned home. But the bees, wasps, hornets and Asian vespe-nasties do not seem to have returned. There are few flies or moths. No slugs. I have...
One of the most delightful happenings in country life is the ‘al fresco’ lunch or ‘dejeuner sur l’herbe’ normally served and eaten more or less dressed, both people and food. The whole requires a little planning, make sure there is enough wine and cold cuts plus best... 
