Oeuf-off...

Having talked to madame, it seems like one of my chickens has been laying for a while and I've just found the result...

Spot the coypu

Things I've accomplished today...

Well it was a moderately successful day. I managed to inform the chemist that my husband is constipated (sorry P for sharing) and for how long AND understood the instructions with the drugs.

I then went to the supermarket, where a tiny women asked me to get cat food down off the top shelf. For those of you who know me will know that this doesn't happen very often as I am not particularly tall. We then had a moderately successful conversation about what was in each packet and how her cat prefers the meat in sauce to the fish in sauce...I offered to change the fish one and she said no, it was good for the cat to have some fish... and bless her she didn't bat an eyelid at my french... then again she might have been deaf! It's been my weak for tiny aged women asking me questions at the supermarket... the last one, who was wearing more make-up than I've ever seen on one person, seemed to think that, despite the fact I'd told her I didn't work there, I might know where to find patterned scotch tape.!!!! I didn't know you could buy such a thing let alone where to find it.

And then I painted the sitting room...

Tomorrow the VAT return... altogether less fun.

Rain, or the lack of it.

We are desperate for the rain now. It's not rained here properly for about 6 weeks or so.

I went to talk to the man about the plough, who was, in fact, lovely and came straight over to look at the land. The only problem is he cannot plough whilst the ground is like a rock and our new vines have to be in the ground by the 31st July.

Between the ploughing and that date, there also needs to be:

fertilising

rotovating

marking out

marquants put in

holes made

plants delivered

plants in and watered.

and there are going to be 4600 plants....

The french weather forecasters, I suspect, spend a lot of time in a pub and just put up whatever they fancy as we have yet to encounter any kind of forecast that resembles anything even close to what actually happens.

There is a rumor of rain this weekend, but then again there have been rumors before...

Everyone please go out and do you best rain-dances and general wafting of rain this way please....

Flowers...

Lovely..

Everything here is much further along than in the UK.

Yesterday I went to the local may 1st fete and brought all my

tomato plants and cucumbers and a melon.

Also a climbing rose for the back of the house.

Dad and L have been over for the weekend and we had a lovely time, eating outside, gardening and (poor Dad) rolling out wire.

Tomorrow I have to go and talk to a man about a plough... a man who is apparently not keen on the english...

Deep breath...