Jamais Deux Sans Trois

It’s funny isn’t it that we always seem to feel bad things tend to happen in multiples of three. I’ve never really wondered why, but always wait for the third thing to happen when I seem to be having a run of bad luck. I thought it was a particularly British thing, but it appears…

Back to a Brocante – with a bit of planning ahead.

I can honestly say that yesterday felt like a holiday. I know that probably sounds a bit ridiculous – I’m in Provence, I cycle almost every day, I have stunning villages to visit and explore, surely every day should feel like a holiday. The fact is that generally it does and don’t get me wrong,…

Watching the Sunset at Caseneuve

We’ve had a bit of a shift around of the furniture on our terrace this summer and if I’m honest I wish we’d done it years ago. Since buying the house we’ve had ‘Conversation-corner’ , which is made up of a couple of old iron cots, with old futon mattresses, throws and cushions, surrounded by…

Back in Provence and a sensory massage

It would be fair to say that it has taken us a couple of days to settle down into life again in Provence after having spent 17 weeks in the UK (the longest time we’ve spent there since we bought our house here 4 years ago). Then there was the additional little spanner thrown into…

Le Luberon nous manque

When I first started learning French I found this turn of phrase perhaps the most difficult to get my head around. Of course we would say ‘I miss The Luberon’, but now I’m used to it, I rather like the direct translation ‘The Luberon misses me’ and it feels really nice to know that is…

There are advantages to being a ‘morning-person’

Today was always going to involve an early start, but as ever we managed to wake before the alarm and were dressed in minutes, heading out of the hotel to walk to the Gare de Nord for the start of what will be Andy’s busiest travelling day yet. Our plans this year have shifted, settled…

And so begins this wonderful adventure

A couple of days ago I was sat with a friend, drinking tea and chatting about some of the things we will be doing this year saying that it will be ‘interesting’ to say the least. She smiled and said that her idea of interesting is visiting a museum or looking at some art, a…

Beating the January Blues in Provence

I have to start by saying that I really dislike January. I know it’s a a quiet time of year after the excesses of Christmas and a time for looking forward to the year ahead, also my birthday happens to fall within it too, but I still find it the most depressing of months. Despite…