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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A week in which visitors arrive, we experience culinary rambling, we discover the circuit of Moulay and encounter Mole allies and Mrs Parish becomes a Potagiste

April 14, 2013

It’s been an exciting and interesting week. Our first paying guests duly arrived on Monday to be greeted with a cold and wet day and a power cut which meant we had no heating! Not good and the weather did not really get any better until today when we finally could announce the arrival of Spring with a full on sunny day. The temperature reached 20 this afternoon and we could finally decant some of the several layers of clothes we have been wearing. We even sat out until 9pm in the sun drinking coffee and calvados. This is much better.

We also welcomed the legendary Map master Jim to prepare for the visit of the Red Ramblers later in May. Together with Jim and Liz we had the almost superhuman task of checking out walks and more importantly restaurants for the visit. If that were not a hard enough task we also had to factor in that some of the Red ramblers are vegetarians. Vegetarian is not a concept that many French restaurants understand. When faced with such a challenge some restaurants simply remove the meat and serve the vegetables!! We decided to find a walk in the Alpes Mancelles. This is an area of Sarthe that is a bit hilly. Given that almost everywhere around is flat it warrants the title of Alpes. We found a walk and so we decided to try it out and sample the restaurant at a pretty little village called St Ceneri le Gerei. We duly arrived and discovered that the two restaurants seemed to be based upon grilled meats of the Normandy region. There did not appear to be any vegetarian option. The restaurant we chose had some very nice grilled meat and grilled fish but not much else. The restaurant was so committed to the meat option that they even provided a mouse under the table. I pointed this out to the waiter who without batting an eyelid stunned the mouse with his foot, picked up by the tail and disappeared to the kitchen. It probably was grilled later!

So, despite a lovely walk and a very nice meal we were left with a problem of no veggie option. The next day we planned a walk along the Mayenne river bank and lunch at a restaurant that Jim had found online. It was part of a Chateau and we were a bit concerned that having walked along the towpath in our rambling gear we might not be welcomed at what seemed a very posh restaurant. We need not have worried, it was no problem and we discovered that the head waiter was a rambler and we were welcomed. The restaurant was very posh, but we had a very nice meal and having discussed our needs with the waiter found that they would have no problem in providing a vegetarian option as part of their menu. The French know how to ramble with style and to provide for culinary excellence. A walk for an hour followed by a two hour lunch followed by another 1 hour walk provides a very well balanced day!!

After two days of extreme sacrifice and much eating and drinking we came to a well judged programme for the Red Ramblers which provides for some good walking and some good eating even for the veggies!! Map Master Jim and Liz have now returned to report back.

While looking for the start of the walk today we tried to find a circular walk entitled the “Circuit of Moulay”. So logically we headed for a place on the map called Moulay which is just outside Mayenne. Moulay turned out to be a suburb of nothing but houses that all looked the same. A bit like in the Stepford Wives. We drove around in circles, getting lost in a housing estate looking for an access to the river towpath. After a short while we realised that this was a hopeless task and so went back to the main road and found another way down to the river. We eventually found the towpath and walked along, eventually finding a side track that led up to the lost estate of Moulay which we reckoned must be the “Circuit of Moulay”. Despite the circuit being identified on the map there was no sign anywhere to indicate that we had found it!

Still no word from Nantes.

On Wednesday we had the inaugural meeting of the Mayenne Revolutionary Front with Citizens Keith and June, our fellow left wingers. We met up at a very nice cafe in Lassay Les Chateaux and had a couple of hours of interesting political discussion, including a philosophical debate about whether it would have been justified to have assassinated Mrs Thatcher. We all agreed that the world would have been better off without her but could not agree on the morality of murdering state leaders. Through intense discussion we will I am sure eventually come up with the basis for establishing a fair and equal society.

While we have that debate a more pressing problem arises. What has happened to the moles. Still no sightings although today we found a small molehill on the edge of the orchard. We think the moles have entered into a secret alliance with other pest species. Last week in the midst of a very heavy rainstorm we noticed a strange animal climbing in one of our trees. Some research revealed this to be a Stone (or beech) Marten. It is very like a Pine marten but a more sort of vegetarian option. The stone marten likes eating fruit and vegetables and is identified in France as a pest species. In the week we also had an incursion from two rabbits. We think the moles have formed an evil alliance and are looking to find a way of circumventing the effects of Archie’s wee. This is a complex and developing situation. We are consulting with our allies to consider how to respond. Some form of retaliation seems to be required.

We may require Mrs Parish to be strategically deployed to defend the vegetable garden which may be the object of these new threats. The veg garden is known as a “Potager” in France and the French know how to be dramatic about these things. We discovered a great new word to describe gardeners in French. This is a “Potagiste” which has the ring of a more aggressive and revolutionary form of gardening. Mrs Parish quite likes the idea of being a Potagiste.

More excitement tomorrow as our new sheep are due to arrive. We have negotiated a deal with Patrick a Frenchman who is a friend of Emile. He has two ewes each with a lamb and he wants to use our paddocks for them to graze. We have agreed a price of a nice leg of lamb as the fee and Patrick will be bringing the sheep tomorrow. I will once again resume my lonely role as the shepherd, watching over this new flock, with the onerous task of counting them each day (some of you will recall that last year I had three sheep to count. This will therefore be a significant increase in responsibility). But I feel more experienced with shepherding and I am sure I will cope. We may of course have another two lambs to add to the fold if our English friend Alex wants to use the paddocks as well. This could therefore mean a total of 6 sheep. This may require a Senior Shepherd status!

The cats are all better now although Archie still has the occasional sneeze for effect. It is not really working as he has now resumed his status as an outdoor cat. He tried resistance and used a lot of hissing and growling when he was being moved from the middle of our bed to the outside. He now seems resigned to his fate although he does take every opportunity to sneak back inside. Minou and Moggie seem back to full fitness and have resumed their mad cavorting around the house and the garden. Now it is a bit sunnier they are encouraged to practice being outside cats. This seems to involve a lot of climbing either in the trees or in the lean to or chicken sheds. They don’t always factor in getting down and so far this week I have had to rescue Minou from the top of the hedge and get the ladder out so Moggie can climb down from both sheds. The cats have been outside all day and are now flat out and fast asleep.

Well the week ahead promises to be exciting as my mate Alan and his son Dan arrive on Friday for a long weekend. This means a resumption of the intense Anglo-French backgammon competition and a fierce struggle to see who will win possession of the trophy. This currently resides in England so I will be seeking to return it to French soil. We are also going for a meal to a Michelin star restaurant in Mayenne which promises to be a great culinary experience, this time without having to do all the walking first!

All this sun today has caused a delay in writing the blog. I have been sat outside all evening and so am now writing this at 11pm which may have blunted my usual acerbic wit and sparkling prose. I think it is time to finish and go to bed.

A prochaine semaine

Graham

 

 

 

In which we await a visit from Rolf Harris, a Swallow arrives, we hope for a Hoopoe and I go viral (I think)

April 7, 2013

We have had a week of poorly cats and at times La Godefrere has resembled Animal Hospital and hence our expectation that at any time Rolf Harris could have come bouncing in. I have of course been doing my bit with some excellent Rolf impressions and the occasional rendition of “Tie me kangaroo down” interspersed with “Two little boys”. Until Mrs Parish threatened divorce proceedings, she can put up with Inspector Clouseau but draws the line at Rolf Harris, I can see her point!

I mentio...


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A week in which we encounter “flocons”; “temps bizarre”; a “Chat Rheum” and “enfin le printemps” and we also learn the dark secret of Nantes

March 31, 2013

At last it seems that spring has arrived at La Godefrere. The sun has been shining although it is still cold. This morning Mrs. Parish was in her sewing garret. It has all the features necessary for a garret. It is at the top of the house, it is used as a work room and it is has no heating (albeit Mrs Parish cheats a bit by using a hot air fan. She was in the garret sewing dresses for the lovely Matilda, who is the daughter of a friend back in England. She is 3 (and a half) or probably nearly...


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It has been an interesting week of strange and new encounters and some excitement. It all started with “a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at at my chamber door”......

March 24, 2013

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more.”                

The visitor turned out to be Henny Penny, our chicken tapping on the patio door with her beak. As I have mentioned in the past Henny has the run...


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Snow, The Shining, a small snip and string theory reappears, a strange week at La Godefrere

March 17, 2013

It’s been a bit of a strange week here at La Godefrere. All started well with the birthday on Monday and I had a very nice day with lots of cards and presents. The most unusual was the card from Mrs Parish which illustrates very well what an odd bunch the French are. The card had French birthday greetings but also had pictures of a game of Boules (also known as petanque). The game is sort of like bowls in England except the French throw them on to gravel pitch rather that genteelly rolling ...


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“All quiet on the western front” and “We have to talk about Moggie”, films of the week at La Godefrere

March 10, 2013

Mrs. Parish’s time at the front has been a success. Although she did not capture any moles it seems that her vigorous counter thrust has stopped the moles in their tracks and there has been little sign of mole activity this week. This could of course be down to our major ally Peter who seems to have rediscovered his mole catching skills and this week caught a mole. The first of the current campaigning season but his fifth overall. An impressive record. Mind you it could equally be the effec...


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The return of M. Le Tracteur, Spring Offensive launched with new secret weapon and we see the sun (round yellow, you remember)

March 3, 2013

I thought as I sat down to write up the blog that it had been a quiet week with not much happening but surprisingly when I look back it has been another interesting and exciting week.

I started out by deciding it was time to get the tractor mower out as the grass had grown quite long. Since Christmas we have had nothing but rain and it would have been impossible to cut the grass. As we had a dry spell it was time to get the tractor out from its winter quarters at the back of the lean to shed n...


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A week in which there are cake incidents; we get number plates; Archie climbs a tree and we become “hurluberlus”

February 24, 2013

We have now been in France for 6 months and bits of it are beginning to make some sort of sense. I am getting to grips with the language thanks to the weekly classes with Jacqui our French teacher (an English woman who teaches French for the avoidance of doubt). When we came to France I could manage a few essential French words, enough to buy a baguette or order a meal and bottle of wine. However if then asked a question, panic would set in. Constructing a sentence was a real challenge. At ou...


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Monsieur Propre, his secrets revealed; the caveman and the cat’s protection league

February 17, 2013

In last week’s blog I introduced Monsieur Propre, the French cleaning fluid which cleans everything. I mentioned the picture of Mr. P on the bottle and his skinhead appearance but with an earring. Was he hard or gay or both! Well I can now reveal in an exclusive report the latest. We discovered an advert in our local weekly publicity magazines for Monsieur Propre which also gave his Spanish name which is Don Limpio!! Well with a name like that he is obviously not hard! In Italy he is Maestr...


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Rain, Monsieur Propre, the kamikaze blackbird and dangerous domestic duties.

February 10, 2013

The last week has all been about the rain and how much more can possibly come down. Today has been truly miserable and it rained all day. In fact it has been much like this all week. The cats and Mrs. Parish are going stir crazy and driving me to drink, which is no bad thing I suppose.

 

The kittens have invented a new sport of dangerous domestic duties. Because of the rain they have not been out much which means they have excess energy and race around the house at the same time when the fr...


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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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