Erin and Milton leave at the crack of dawn to go to Ireland.We hear later that they had a horrendously long journey with Ryan Air but managed to rescue the situation with a visit to the Guinness factory!!!!
We do our morning walk in the coolest part of the day although it still rises quickly to 30 degrees. We are accompanied most mornings by this little fellow who is anxious for a crumb or two that we don’t have while the barn cat proudly displays his latest triumph."
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We are taking it slow and learning the ropes. Even though Milton has already taken us there, finding the supermarket is still an adventure navigating through a maze of tiny streets. We start with Caunes our nearest town. Like all the towns around it is awash with flowers and of course sculptures made from the local pink marble... think Versailles.
We see a sign for fresh fruit and veggies and find of course that we are in a winery!!! Shopping anywhere in France, whether it is the supermarket, épicerie. or in this case a small winery, involves having a chat!
Today we talk about the piles of vines we've seen by the edge of the road. The land behind them cleared. Why?... 'Arrachage' he replies. Now that is stretching my French. It means pulling up vines and destroying them. 'Why?' People are drinking less wine and climate change and so farmers are taking the €4,000 per hectare and destroying their vines. Change is afoot even in France.
Home to a lovely afternoon tea with Laurence, a Parisienne, who lived for more than two decades with her Australian husband and two boys in Oz, before moving to the village. She is facing the dilemma many of us migrants have - which home do we go back to?
Another day full of fabulous food, people and a dose or two of French culture!
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