Actually, after this afternoon’s little meteorological display, I should perhaps say the lull after the storm, but I’m speaking metaphorically here. I’m pleased to be able to report that I finally finished reading The Book at 12.15 yesterday morning, just in time for us to reluctantly hand it back to its kind lenders later the same day, when they came here for a long and leisurely lunch.
Now DH is putting the finishing touches to the redecoration of the front bedroom, always used for visitors. (Note to self – can one redecorate a room which has never actually been decorated before?) Meanwhile I’m taking a breather prior to rushing round like a whirling dervish, with duster, mop and piles of bedding, getting the house sorted out ready for DD and her family to arrive on Saturday to spend a week of their French holiday with us.
It’s three years since they were last here and it will be good to go out and about with them, seeing the area through the eyes of two rapidly growing grandsons, whose interests have developed a lot in the meantime. We’re crossing everything crossable that the weather will be kinder than on their last visit. It’s hard to have to go to work or school in a heatwave, only for the weather to break just as your summer holidays begin. Nevertheless, whatever the weather, the house will be full of activity and laughter and the week will go by far too quickly.
Before it all starts, here are a few snapshots of life in the French countryside over the past few weeks.
|Anyone for cider?|
|I told you we had cherries!|
|Flyer for an afternoon of discovery - all in French|
|Our journey ended with tea on the farm|
|Making hay while the sun shone ...and shone...|
|And you thought Tolkien's Ents were imaginary?|
|Caught out reading - what a surprise.....|
|Our occasional visitor, who knows a mug when he sees one.|