Post by Baz Faz on Oct 11, 2018 10:52:59 GMT 2
Greetings earthlings
Sorry not to have posted here since we arrived in France last Saturday. It is because of the lack of internet connection. Even now the friends we are staying with have no internet. However I have gone into town (Salviac) and am using the Mediatheque centre. They are kindly letting me use it for free when I mentioned the name of our hostess.
It has been a good few days though exhausting. After our first night in Castelfranc in an AirBnb place we moved to Monpazier. This is a famous bastide town where our sister and brother in law live. We had the use of their guesthouse so we were independent at breakfast but then were with them for the next couple of days. We know Monpazier well as we often took visitors there. However it was interesting going round it with Michael as he conducts tours and tells interesting stories. He showed us (and the 4 others on his tour) where the student Lawrence (subsequently known as Of Arabia) stayed as a 19 year old. Lawrence cycled 4000 kilometres one summer looking at French defensive military architecture for his thesis. He wrote letters to his mother which seemed to suggest that he lived on plums (he ate 136 one day "with no ill effects" he told her).
We moved on then to Marminiac where we stayed in our old house, now owned by an English couple who by one of those qquirks of fortune had moved from a village 3 miles from where I used to live. Small world, we agreed. It was a badly chosen day to arrive as he had just had a phone call saying his twin brother was dying. We stayed the night and left next morning and they were flying back to England in the afternoon. Sad time for them. We went out to dinner at One-Armed Hugh and French army battle-axe Nicole. It was the awful evening that we were expecting. Usually there would be some anecdotes to amuse people in the telling but this time it was just uncomfortably rude between them. Even the food was not up to previous standards.
Now we have moved a few kilometres away to Salviac where friends own a lovelty watermill. I have escaped for a couple of hours while Mrs Faz has a coffee morning with old choir members. After that we are taking our hosts out to a good lunch.
After this we move to stay with Dutch friends we met travelling around the Philippines. They have no internet so this is probably the last you hear from me until we return home next week.
Now I have other stuff to do Goodbye for now.
Sorry not to have posted here since we arrived in France last Saturday. It is because of the lack of internet connection. Even now the friends we are staying with have no internet. However I have gone into town (Salviac) and am using the Mediatheque centre. They are kindly letting me use it for free when I mentioned the name of our hostess.
It has been a good few days though exhausting. After our first night in Castelfranc in an AirBnb place we moved to Monpazier. This is a famous bastide town where our sister and brother in law live. We had the use of their guesthouse so we were independent at breakfast but then were with them for the next couple of days. We know Monpazier well as we often took visitors there. However it was interesting going round it with Michael as he conducts tours and tells interesting stories. He showed us (and the 4 others on his tour) where the student Lawrence (subsequently known as Of Arabia) stayed as a 19 year old. Lawrence cycled 4000 kilometres one summer looking at French defensive military architecture for his thesis. He wrote letters to his mother which seemed to suggest that he lived on plums (he ate 136 one day "with no ill effects" he told her).
We moved on then to Marminiac where we stayed in our old house, now owned by an English couple who by one of those qquirks of fortune had moved from a village 3 miles from where I used to live. Small world, we agreed. It was a badly chosen day to arrive as he had just had a phone call saying his twin brother was dying. We stayed the night and left next morning and they were flying back to England in the afternoon. Sad time for them. We went out to dinner at One-Armed Hugh and French army battle-axe Nicole. It was the awful evening that we were expecting. Usually there would be some anecdotes to amuse people in the telling but this time it was just uncomfortably rude between them. Even the food was not up to previous standards.
Now we have moved a few kilometres away to Salviac where friends own a lovelty watermill. I have escaped for a couple of hours while Mrs Faz has a coffee morning with old choir members. After that we are taking our hosts out to a good lunch.
After this we move to stay with Dutch friends we met travelling around the Philippines. They have no internet so this is probably the last you hear from me until we return home next week.
Now I have other stuff to do Goodbye for now.