Saddlebag of Memories – we have a cycle ride to plan

Ever since Andy and I first visited France together on our honeymoon so many years ago, we have always had our bikes with us. Not the sleek road-bikes we have now… … but a real hodge-podge of a collection, from Andy’s well-used commuting road-bike he had had for about 10 years, to heavy old mountain…

Settling in after a few weeks away…..

Time is a very strange thing indeed, I have been back in the UK for less than 4 weeks and although the time has flown by, it feels as if I have been away from France for so much longer. I am sure there is some psychological explanation for this, but I wouldn’t have any…

Day 2 & 3.. 24 hours in Paris…. Footsore, but what a day!

After a great day in Portobello Road, we arrived in Paris to a dramatic downpour, with the roads and pavements turning into rivers as we walked to our hotel in Montmartre. Hardly the balmy, sunlit stroll along the Parisian streets that we had hoped for…. More a saturating dash, ending with us wringing the water…

Chasing the dawn on Mont Ventoux

A few years ago, if Andy had suggested watching the sunrise from the summit of Mont Ventoux, I would have worked out how long it would take us to drive there, set an alarm and enjoyed the drive across and up the mountain. But that was a few years ago and things change. So a…

Perfectly Cool Day By The River… Happy, Soggy Doggy

Whenever we come down to Provence for a prolonged period we always bring the animals with us.It’s a Dog’s Life in Provence Happily Pusscat immediately adapts to life here, switching from being a Devonian cat to a full-blown Provencal resident, spending her days chasing Lizards and Grasshoppers or stretching out in the shade under one…

Market Day in Banon

Sometimes the best laid plans have to be cast aside and that was the case last Tuesday. After taking the dog for an early-morning walk and getting everything ready for a cycle out to Roussillon for breakfast, we started to get the bikes out, only to hear the rumble of thunder coming from the valley…

Meandering around Menerbes

We often find ourselves sitting on the wall on the front edge of the pretty village of Menerbes, whilst we’re out exploring the area on our bikes. Like so many of the hilltop villages here it has an incredible view that stretches as far as Mont Ventoux, and we spend time just sitting and watching…