Signing out – for a while …
by - May 7, 2013
We are signing out and off for a while because our mum is heading off on an adventure very soon. She is heading for St Malo and then getting on… Read more…
Categories: Dog Blog
Dog Blog
It’s at times like this …
by - May 1, 2013
Was it really this sunny just a few days ago? When some of us were lounging around next to mum’s son and his girlfriend with the lovely name, hoping that… Read more…
Categories: Kira
What Marnie did next
by - April 24, 2013
Mum says to say thank you to everyone who has been in touch over the past few days, either via our DB or by telephone or email. The story of… Read more…
Categories: On coming back home
Reading the signposts along the way
by - April 22, 2013
Everyone does silly things. Doing silly things is part of life. Depending on the silliness level, it may be something silly, un petit rien, as a French friend described it this… Read more…
Categories: Of leaving home
A tonic?
by - April 9, 2013
If anyone reads the efforts of our tapping paws, they will know that our mum has not been exactly top line and tickety boo recently: allergies, rain, rain, snow, wind,… Read more…
Categories: our life in France
Random bumps and breaking bones
by - April 4, 2013
It’s funny how you just happen to bump into someone you may know well, or may not know very well at all, and that random bump leads to a stream… Read more…
Categories: Dog Blog
Pampering the poules
by - March 24, 2013
How bored do you have to be to think about chickens? Perhaps our witterings should be more stuffed with fascinating, insightful and useful information about much that is French here… Read more…
Categories: Our Flock
Le petit tabac dans notre petit village
by - March 14, 2013
The weather is confusing us. Why aren’t we running around in the garden with our shorts on like last week, watching mum’s backside gardening? (She was bending down most of… Read more…
Categories: our life in France
The Kept Woman
by - February 26, 2013
Our mum, the kept woman, learnt a new word this morning. It is a noun, le bobard, and a bit slangy and means ‘fib’ in English. It was in a… Read more…
Categories: our life in France
The last Plumbago
by - February 20, 2013
Oyr mum is back from Scotland and made a bit of amistake with the hotel booking. She thought the price quoted was for three nights, in fact it wad gor… Read more…
Categories: Our garden and what goes on in there