It’s just before 7am and after an unexpectedly longer stay in the UK than planned, I am finally en route home and back to Andy in Provence, and if all goes well, he should be waiting for me at Avignon just after 9.15 tonight (hopefully in Fifi, as that would be even more perfect) It’s … More Homeward Bound, London, Paris, Provence
After 5 years of owning the house here, I thought we had a good knowledge of our little part of Provence. We’ve got beneath the skin of the area, have some favourite little places, quiet little nooks that we go to, far away from the summer crowds, and just have found our own way here, … More Enjoying the little things in Provence
Five years on and we still occasionally bump our heads on the ceilings of our bank account spending limits … i never imagined a cheque book would be a permanent fixture in my bag again … More We’ve hit the ceiling… Banking in France
after months of confinement, the restrictions are starting to be lifted in france…. and just the first signs of normality returning are a delight … More A Glimpse of Normality
It’s all been a bit busy, since Andy arrived back, and it’s hard to believe that nearly 12 weeks have passed already. Of course we’ve been back out on the bikes… And enjoying some wonderful long walks too, watching spring start to take hold….. But in between times, we’ve been busy doing lots on the … More Making our house a home
five years ago today, we loaded the car and started our journey to buy our house in France… has it lived up to the dream? … More Our Vaucluse Dream – 5 years on
I have to thank a follower on Twitter for suggesting quatre-vingt-quatre, as an option for Q, as I wanted to write about the department, but with Ventoux, Vin and a number of other options for V, I was really struggling on how to make it fit. So, quatre-vingt-quatre it is, the departmental number for the … More Quatre-Vingt-Quatre. Le Vaucluse
I simply love summer in Provence, the long hot days, warm evenings on the terrace, the scent of warm pine and lavender, golden sunrises and rich orange sunsets too. But summer wouldn’t be summer without the constant kss-kss, of the soundtrack of cicacdas screaming in the trees. It’s a sound that people either love, or … More Kss-Kss the sound of summer.
When it comes to Provence, I always think of the colours, especially in late winter and early spring. It all begins in January, with the hillsides of the Cote d’Azur, turning bright yellow, with the sight of the Mimosa trees coming into flower. Then in February we start to see the first almond blossom around … More Joyful colour of the Judas Tree
When we first started visiting Provence, we would happily spend a couple of hours, sitting at a cafe or restaurant enjoying lunch, whilst we were out on the bikes. I remember the first time we came, arriving at Goult in the heat of the day, exhausted after what, at the time, felt like a long … More Irresistable Breakfasts
Postcards from Provence and beyond 