I am an ex-Londoner living in rural Brittany, France, for the last 18 years, with my family and far too many animals and wood stoves: these ramblings, some of which are cross, are about life in the countryside, and how to cope when your high heels are replaced by clogs.
6 comments:
oh dear! what are you going to do with it?
I've just been to look and it has disappeared...we'd better get a bin with a lid that fits or it'll be back with friends!
Kind of a double-edged sword, that. All the food, but none of the freedom.
What a cute little bastard!
Mrs C...your recent study week has left you with a philosophical hangover.
Mrs G nice to see you...thanks for b rolling me
Eek a mouse! I used to catch mice in my cupboard, & put them asleep in a jar with ether on cotton wool. But that is a whole other story!
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