Today is the Fête Des Mères (Mother’s Day) in France and further afield. It does feel a much nicer time of year to celebrate than in the UK, where it falls mid-Lent, when it’s inevitably a bit chilly and grey. So today, we made the most of sunny weather and popped out early in Fifi, … More Mother’s Day Brocanting
There’s something about a French market, which makes them stand out from any others that we’ve visited over the years. It doesn’t matter where you are, there will always be a market nearby, whether it’s a few stalls in a small village, or a vast event that fills the streets and squares of a pretty … More Exploring the Markets
It seems strange to say, but this evening, the fire is lit and we’re cosy inside the house, watching the snow fall silently past the window. It had been predicted, but even this morning, it seemed unlikely, as we woke to beautiful blue skies, without even the slightest glimpse of a cloud on the horizon. … More A bed, some brocanting and back to Winter
Anyone who knows me, will tell you I have a sweet tooth, the fridge always has a few little treats in it, there’s inevitably a great supply of chocolate in the house and of course, ice creams in the freezer. I have been known in the family, as ‘the fridge monster’, as nibbles and chunks … More Nougats Silvain A perfectly sweet, afternoon treat
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
For the first time since starting the A to Z this month, we’re hopping across to the other side of the Luberon to the pretty little village of Lourmarin, set at the foot of the southern flank, at the bottom of the Combe, the little pass that cuts between the Petit & Grand Luberon hills. … More Beautiful Lourmarin
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, … More Back to a Brocante – with a bit of planning ahead.
I had yesterday planned out in my mind and very lovely it was going to be too…. An early start, with my silver-buying head on, to go to the Deballage (Unwrapping) at Avignon. This is a regular event run for professionals only to buy from dealers and I had finally got the necessary paperwork to … More When the day doesn’t go as planned……
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 … More Day 2 & 3.. 24 hours in Paris…. Footsore, but what a day!
I honestly thought we’d tried all possible options to get back to Provence, but it appears now that we may have found another route that is a bit bonkers, but seems (so far) to have been quite fun. This time we have incorporated a couple of market visits into the trip, which has not only … More Back to Provence…. Day 1… Exeter to Paris via Portobello Road Market
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