Well they have started the windows this week and hopefully they'll be finished this week. They look very new and shiny and are lovely and warm... I have to confess to missing the wobbly view through the very old glass. The gite is starting to look like it could be lovely.
Serge came and gave us a master-class in the Taille which means that we now know what we are doing and are setting about rectifying years of not-so-good pruning. Which translates in a lot of sawing with the pruning saw. I spend the days doing a curious dance of gripping the secateurs in both hands, using the long secateurs against my stomach and sawing madly bent over and muttering. I'm going to need to get myself a small anchor tattoed onto my Popeye-esqe forearms soon. It's all very brutal and looks a little like a massacre out there!
On Friday evening we had our french friends round for apperos and we were extremely nervous with P instructing me that I was not to go the toilet at all and leave him with them. It went really well and after 2 G&T's my french had improved massively, or rather I suspect I just cared less... it was a lovely evening and was just what I wanted when we moved here to be able to socialise and be part of French life and not live just as an expat.
Yesterday P and I decided to have a proper Saturday and we set off to go to Sarlat and the market, unfortunately I programmed the wrong Sarlat into the sat-nav and we arrived somewhere considerably further away with very little to occupy a visitor! Sneeze and you miss it. We did however then go to the medieval city of Uzetche which was lovely and worth the visit, we'll try Sarlat in a couple of weeks..!!
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