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.
The First of the Season
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Here’s what it looks like outside my window this morning: Pretty, I’ll grant
you. It’s supposed to be nearly 40° this afternoon, so I suspect that it’ll
al...
My art, by Anna, aged 32 (and a half)
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On Friday, a couple of my friends threw a Christmas decorations party, where
they got a huge stack of craft materials, put out some lovely food, and we
bro...
Origins
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Purest Green explains how she named her blog and url, at the invitation of
another blog (follow links/crumbs on her page.)
One day I switched from the dotm...
Women Unbound
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The *Women Unbound* blog challenge only came to my attention at the end of
November, so I thought at first that I was too late. But the challenge turns
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INKLINGS 5. – TO SHERWOOD JOHN WOOD Dad takes the day off work and you climb past the tipping front seat into the back of the red Morris Minor. Mum, in smart...
I'm Coming Out... Politically Speaking
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I've kept my political opinions to myself for a long time now, simply because it's easier. It's been extremely hard because I am passionate about my philosop...
Fungal
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Driving past the field, it was spotted and twinkling with big round flat
mushrooms. I got back home, and came straight out with the basket, but on
closer ...
frost ferns
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7:30 a.m. this morning, on the solarium skylights then later a little playing with photoshop.... compare with frost fractals and first frost...
It's Everybody Can Bite Me Friday!
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Remember when you could have an argument on the phone and then slam down the
receiver and feel all justified about being right? Now if you get into a
telep...
A new room
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This is a home improvement tale: less expensive than expected, and with the
suprising use of a little sunflower oil.
Our heating oil reservoir is big, ugl...
Hold that Tiger...
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Lots in the news lately about Tiger Woods and his *cough* alleged infidelity
with several mistresses. He is calling them "indiscretions". I call that a
fan...
Physionomiste..... not
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Tonight I was at a film festival interpreting for a Swedish director. The
festival is called Cinema Sciences and the film was about heroin addiciton -
I li...
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*It’s all green lights, this job !* Some years back, when I had a “proper”
job, I remember a colleague who used to stride meaningfully along the
corridors...
I am in New Zealand, but where is my head?
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I think of my head as having little squares inside. One square is in the
present, here in New Zealand, looking around at the sights: flowers, ferns,
tree ...
Star Treatment
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I'd been wishing they'd put our name on the big marquee for the Bataclan
show, underneath headliners Yo La Tengo.
Then I saw the sign on our dressing room ...
Another night, another dream
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Well I had a horrible nights sleep in that I couldn’t sleep! Eventually I
got up and browsed the internet for a few hours – returning to bed at
5.40am. The...
But I have never kissed Santa
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These days Ms R is an observer, perhaps even a voyeur of Christmas
celebrations. Living away from family means it is just another day, unless
of course she...
T is for TIPS
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I know I'm a bit early for this, but I was thinking about it and just got on
a roll. Enjoy.
We have passed the one year mark of our reunion and boy, have we...
Encounters outside the Professional Arena
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Alas! No pics to illustrate the post,
I saw lots of lovely bark trunks to take pics of, but I was not allowed to
stop!!
We had some reason in the rec...
Drama, Drama, Drama - It Must Be Thanksgiving
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Somehow I thought that this year would be the year we were finally past the
drama that accompanies hosting Thanksgiving for PH's family. For nearly ten
yea...
Furby
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So, there I was at Starbucks, grading papers and trying to ward off an
Overused Comma coma with a Cranberry Bliss bar, when Tiny Bladder at the
next tabl...
Completion
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There must be something about completion in the stars this month. There was
(and will be) the baby. I got my third draft back from the divine V and I
think...
Being complacent
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*An* easy trap to fall in and we all do it.
When our children have high levels of support and thrive staff can become
complacent (and of course funding iss...
Things Out My Front Door
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I just walked out my front door and saw a man and his son getting in their
car. Naturally, in and of itself, this is hardly newsworthy. What is
newsworthy ...
Been working slowly but still there
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Just some photos of the work I have been doing recently. I will admit I have
abandoned the BJP 2008-9 for now, although I need to update my photos of
that...
home
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It's a little after three a.m. and I'm telling Daddy yet again where home
is. He can't remember. He doesn't know the street or the town; thinks he's
still ...
Parlez-vous français?
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It is a truth universally acknowledged in Paris that any foreigner trying to
speak French to the locals, will fail. Try as you might to speak the native
to...
Blog Recommendation
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Just noticed that a lot of you are still subscribed to this blog. I've
enjoyed the time away from blogging to work on my book. It's also given me
time to f...
Creative Writing and Chillin' Grades K-5th
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OK, Mrs. G. has to start out this post inspiring the small fry to write by
letting you know that she is mainly writing from the perspective of a
homeschool...
Me
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I came across this delightful meme on Belgian Waffle earlier today. As Mdme
Jaywalker has opened it up to all, I thought it would be fun to give it a
go. 1...
Not the Greek God …
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I had to get up a little promptly on Friday morning so I set my alarm clock
for 7.05am … just to make sure. I woke up and bleary eyed looked at the
clock. ...
Ten Word Tuesday.
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Bossy has been blogging since 1966. She struggled with the technology for the first few decades, but that issue resolved when they invented the Internet. Bef...
6 comments:
Hello You,
how nice to have you back. Seems our pleas to get you back up and running have been answered.
Just one thing though could ypu please shut those sheep up, they're making a terrible racket.
Men hanging outside your bedroom window, should not in general be encouraged, especially if he has a smile on his face, lol
much love
Lia xx
Result!
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NOW I can hear you! Loud and clear. Yay! Welcome back to the real world.
trois hurrahs !
He really is smiling quite nicely.
Hooray!
'The Flying Spanners' sounds like a good name for a band...
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