Welcome to the Blog part of the website. This is my attempt to make sense of Kate and I living in France, the lifestyle,the french, my home and animals and anything else that seems amusing to me. Sorry I have a strange sense of humour!! 

The blog is written on a monthly basis with regular  news of my adventures and those of my animals at La Godefrere.  You can now look us up on our new facebook page - La Godefrere.

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The swallows fly away; cold winds arrive; crazy people come and go almost taking Archie with them; the cats now rule and we get a new French car

October 2, 2018
It is now October and all the swallows have gone. Off on their long flight to Africa for the winter and a bit of sunshine. We will not now see them until the end of March. It is now definitely Autumn and the weather has turned much colder. All thought of wearing shorts and t shirts has been consigned to history. We have even had to put on the convector heater this evening.

We have a cold wind that has been blowing all day and even a bit of rain this afternoon. It seems an age ago to last week when we sat out in shorts in the garden. It now seems a downhill path to winter. However, we still need a lot of rain to revive the garden and to help the farmers who are having to raid their winter feeds for the cattle. Our friend Patrique has not been able to bring his sheep back to our paddocks as there is not enough grass to feed them. 

We at least have a shed full of wood and have moved some piles of wood from the garden up into the lean to shed next to the house. We are well prepared for winter and the cold weather.

We also have a cave full of wine as it is the season of the “Foire aux vins” at all the supermarkets. We went to the special evening at Hyper U and spent over 400 Euros on restocking the wine racks. We now have a large supply and some good bargains as well as some more expensive but good quality wines. There is still more to be had and next week there are offers of 30% off at Hyper U and some good offers at Leclerc. Some will go back to the UK as our relatives have put in some orders for Christmas! Mrs. Parish will be taking a humanitarian delivery back to the UK in November.

The wine arrived just in time as we have had visitors over the weekend. Three mad women with whom I used to work arrived for a long weekend and made a heroic effort to make  some space in the wine cellar. We had a super weekend and ate and drank quite a lot. We managed to take in a superb meal at La Marjolaine on Saturday evening and then as a contrast had saucisse et frites at a local garden fair in the nearby village of Ceauce on Sunday.

In keeping with the mad women theme we took our guests to the museum of French sculptor Robert Tatin near Laval. He has a whole outside sculpture park with a whole range of concrete made art works. They are weird and fascinating and make for a really good day out.  

All through his life, Robert Tatin (1902-1983) was continually building up a store of experiences and know-how that resulted in him becoming an exceptionally creative artist and builder. In the aftermath of the Second World War he was actively involved in rebuilding cultural life in Paris, along with Jacques Prévert, Alberto Giacometti and Jean Dubuffet. But it was not until 1950 that his five years of travels throughout South America brought him international fame. 

At the age of sixty he settled permanently in Mayenne, in the hamlet of La Frénouse, and it is here that he created his most spectacular work of all. After his many wanderings, Robert Tatin came back to his homeland and devoted the rest of his life to creative art. His house at Cossé-le-Vivien, in the heart of Mayenne, has been turned into a museum. Its 1,200 square metres are testimony to the incredible talent of this artist who was a painter, a sculptor, a ceramicist and a builder, all at the same time.

Following a guided tour, visitors find all the keys to help unlock the meaning in his work. 
In the Avenue of Giants, the artist has created an avenue of 19 statues, each of them acting as a pointer towards the artist’s place within the human experience. From Vercingetorix to Paul Gauguin, via Jules Verne and André Breton, all are significant references for an artist who always refused to belong to any one artistic movement. 

The Avenue of Giants leads to the heart of the museum, built as a labyrinth, where you find the Garden of Meditation. The dragon, towering four metres high, is one of the most impressive statues in the museum.


Mad women and a dragon

We had a fantastic visit and our guests loved the museum.

The cats enjoyed the arrival of cat loving guests and have taken the opportunity to regain the ground lost to the hens in recent weeks. Archie was so taken that he wanted to go back to the UK with them and installed himself on the luggage shelf at the back of their car when they were packing up to go. We tried to explain that he does not have a passport and would almost certainly be regarded as an illegal immigrant. We did manage to extract him in the end, with considerable difficulty!


Archie makes a bid to go to the UK

The cats have been keeping closer to the house in recent days. In part because of the visitors but more I think because of the colder weather and they have been sticking together and arriving very early for meals. They have also reinstated their sofa time in the evenings coming inside for an hour before supper. 


Three cats together


One thing about the cats now is that they both seem to have fully accepted Petit as a member of the cat team.

Last week we bought ourselves a new car! When we came to France we brought with us our English car and then got the car registered in France with French number plates. However, it was still a right-hand drive. After being here for 6 years we decided it was time to replace the car and to buy a proper French car!

We decided to go to a local Renault garage in Ambrieres as we wanted to be able to form a relationship with the garage and so we can get the car regularly serviced. Fortunately, the garage had a “Portes Ouvert”. Literally an open doors day where we could go along and see a whole range of cars and of course have a glass of wine! It is a family owned garage and they were very helpful and friendly.


Our new French car!

In the end we chose a second-hand Renault Clio which is four years old. We picked the car up last Friday and since then have been practising driving a left-hand drive French car. We have tried to put on the hand-brake by using the door handle and bumbled around trying to find the gear stick but it is a nice car and we are gradually getting used to it.

Anyway, we are now back to the calm and quiet of La Godefrere and all our visitors have gone and we have the place to ourselves for the next two months at least. The cats are pleased to have our full attention.

Plenty of time to organise and sample the contents of the wine cave!

Bon sante
Graham

 

The hens take centre stage; football and the Flunch fiasco; France defeats the USA; the visit ends with near disaster and embarrassment!

September 25, 2018

Autumn has definitely arrived and the mornings have become much colder. We have been typically English and have stubbornly remained in shorts and t-shirts in the hope that this will keep the summer going. It seems doomed to failure. At least we had a bit of rain this week to bring some relief to the garden. It may be too late for some of Mrs. Parish’s plants. However, she is of the Stoic school of philosophy and is firmly of the view that next year will be a perfect year for the garden!

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Curse of the vampire midges; Autumn arrives; a visit to Giselle’s rural French house; the games continue

September 18, 2018

Many of my reports in this blog concern my ongoing battle with nature and the struggles to survive here in the wilds of rural France. Whether it be forests of viciously thorned brambles, hornets’ nests, apples that need picking off the floor or rampantly invasive moles, marauding wild boars. Nature manages to make life really difficult. It is not as if I have ever done anything to upset nature at least as far as I know. But it seems to have it in for me.

One area where I have managed to stay...

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The return of the hens; we lose our connection; we retain the trans-atlantic petanque trophy but are level at eating and drinking

September 11, 2018

A major event in the annals of La Godefrere. Hens have returned. When I say this, I don’t mean the three suffragette hens have returned from the grave. I mean we have new hens and this time we have four of them.


Our new hens

Near to us is a chicken business which keeps around 4,000 hens for egg laying purposes. They live in sheds but have a huge grassy area where they can roam free and feed up. They return to the shed in the evening and an automatic door comes down to keep them safe. Their gr...

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The mystery of the sixth Bowmore; The US cavalry arrive ; France La rentrée scolaire is a testing time and the hunt cometh.

September 3, 2018
Suddenly it is September! How did we arrive at September? Where did the summer go? Complicated and philosophical questions that demand analysis, a developing theory and definitive answers. But this is France and so we shrug our shoulders and sigh in that “Je ne sais quoi” manner. The analysis leads to the fact that I am thirsty and I develop my theory that all questions involve thinking, which is hard and therefore must ultimately lead to the consumption of wine in France. The definitive ...

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Holidays, battlefields and the road to nowhere; Emile and the vet; cats make hay while the sun shines and 46 years on

August 27, 2018
Well, here we are back at the blog after a week’s holiday. I left you 2 weeks ago with a drink in hand and plans for a week away on holiday with Mrs. Parish. We duly set off to stay in the Bay de Somme. We had booked a gite near the sea at a place called Quend Plage. It was very pleasant but I have to say not up to the standards of our gite. The kitchen definitely lacked in cooking utensils and the shower only stayed hot for long enough for one person to have a shower unless you liked the c...

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A day out; masking tape mishaps; talking to animals is smart; the moles go too far; shooting stars and falling apples – so it begins

August 15, 2018

I’m sorry but the blog is a bit delayed this week. There is always something to do here at the moment and we have been busy getting hot, clearing up the gite, decorating, ironing and grass cutting. Often when I get to sit in front of the computer I am so tired I tend to fall asleep. Probably the wine has something to do with it! It is tough here in rural France!

Today it has been a public holiday and we have spent the day at the nearby village of St. Fraimbault where they have an annual fair...

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Il fait chaud; marauding moles and Monsieur l'homme au tambourin; harvest time for the wheat

August 7, 2018

Il fait chaud. It is hot, very hot. After a week of baking sunshine today it is cloudy but hot and muggy. We are sat waiting for a predicted thunder storm with high winds and hail stones. Hopefully this storm, if it arrives, will break the weather and we will get some desperately needed rain. The garden is parched and the grass has turned brown. 

The one good thing is that the grass is not growing and so I don’t need to cut it. What a difference from April when the grass was lush green but n...

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Welsh wizard in Tour de France triumph; I encounter Korky the killer cockatoo; crazy cats chill out

July 31, 2018

The Tour de France came to an end in Paris yesterday with the traditional finish at the Arc de Triumphe. Three weeks of hard racing concluded with a great victory for Welshman Geraint Thomas. The only thing for the French to cheer about was that Alaphillipe won the King of the Mountain polka dot jersey. During the race points are awarded on mountain stages for the rider who reaches certain check points first. Frenchman Alaphillipe was the highest scorer and thus won the jersey.

So, the Tour is...

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A riverside stroll to lunch, Alan and Debi go home; it gets really hot and we move on to Le Tour de France

July 24, 2018
So, last week we left you with a trip to la Marjolaine in prospect. On a lovely sunny day, we parked and walked alongside the river Mayenne to lunch at La Marjolaine. It is a lovely walk along the river with trees and green fields across the river and on the path side a series of steep hills up from the path. Quiet and peaceful, just enough to hone the appetite. We were able to sit outside on the terrace and enjoy the sun. The food was as ever fantastic and I was pleased to see that sea bass,...

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About Me


Graham Parish Graham Parish is a former UNISON Trade Union official who retired to France with Kate (a previous self employed gardener and now resident gardener here) to start a new life of wine, cheese, french bread and a vegetable garden on a large rural french farm with holiday gite, and associated animals.

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