It’s true what they say
Moving house is widely regarded as one of life’s major stressors. It’s something which Michel and I have never really done. Not in a conventional sense of packing up one house and moving straight...
Category: France
The mountains called
For the dogs, our van trips are a chance to loaf around not doing much, but with the thrill of new smells wherever we stop. I am sure they don’t care whether they’re on the move in the van or walking familiar trails at home. So long as we’re all together, that, I am certain, is what matters most. To the dogs, and us.
Holiday Sofas
Cerise enjoyed sampling a range of sofas on her holiday, Angel preferred a busy walk and Albert was happy with it all.
Finding Hollywood in our small corner
Inspired by Schnauzerfest’s walking prompts we’ve been exploring Hollywood film locations on our doorstep.
Visiting a tourist trap
Normally we avoid going anywhere with crowds of people. But January in France is a great time to explore normally busy places. Like Rocamadour.
As the year closes
I wrote this two years ago. It was minus six degrees this morning as Albert Claude and I went up the lane and round the pond in time to see the Winter Solstice sun...
Two dogs, many memories
When a photo came up in my Facebook memories, I sent it to my friend Anne. She has her own version of Susie-Belle in her life, Bella.
The South Called
For us to go south in August makes little sense. But that is what we did last week.
One is not the same as another
I swing between wishing to leave social media entirely and enjoying it’s better nature and the positives that it offers. This morning I’m reminded of one. Facebook Memories and the random photos it throws...
Albert’s little road trip
It seems like quite a while now but it was just two weeks ago that Albert Claude and I were on a road trip back to the UK. It was a quick decision to...