I’m in the doghouse
Yup. Totally and utterly. Susannah and Tone are very hurt and rather cross. I have been Poodlist. It was unintentional. I love poodles. I was given this poodle scarf for…
Read moreYup. Totally and utterly. Susannah and Tone are very hurt and rather cross. I have been Poodlist. It was unintentional. I love poodles. I was given this poodle scarf for…
Read moreI have a cold. Not just your common or garden variety but a head-in-a-vice, digger-in-the-throat, all-over-leaden-ache, desperately-waiting-for-the-next-paracetomol-and-can-I-risk-three?, want-to-cry kind of cold. On my birthday. And the tick didn’t help, I…
Read moreLiterally. Yes. I had a tick in my ear. Getting drunk on ear blood. Maxime my gardener was the only person around. I couldn’t subject him to it; he loves…
Read morePopsy went to the coiffure today. I was very specific. I did not want him coming back with a French poodle cut (just to be clear I LOVE poodles, some…
Read moreAnnual Montpeyroux Wine Fair today. ‘No I want to speak to someone who speaks French’. Thanks. I’m a volunteer you know and I’ve been working in this welcome hut since…
Read moreIt’s Titi. Fourth from the left. Tee hee.
Read moreThey arrived for lunch at 1pm and left at midnight. That’s how they do it round here. Ian had a short rest at 6pm, after producing lethal white lady cocktails…
Read moreLa belette is a weasel. La fouine is a stone marten. Or, it might be the other way round…online dictionaries don’t seem to be sure. The Boulters, however, are now…
Read moreEvery day for 10 years we have heard the hee-haw of a donkey at 7am and 7pm. We love this donkey. We listen out for it. Today was a big…
Read moreThat was in fact my daughter talking, not me. I seem to be living in a parallel Absolutely Fabulous universe where I am Eddy and she is Saffy. I then…
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