Thursday 19 January 2023

Snow

Yes, for the first time since moving here five years ago, we received a glorious snowfall over Ellesmere yesterday.

Cliona was in the garden when I heard her shout out to me excitedly, "Tony! It's snowing!"





For a chap born in Queensland, the joy of snow knows no bounds. It was bliss!





I had experienced snow near Canberra and also atop Mt Wellington behind Hobart, but not in France.






A recent trip to Stockholm saw us emerge from the airport into a snow-filled wonderland.


But here we are in the Lot et Garonne! 


After enjoying the cold outside, it is back to the warmth of the fire inside ... and a glass of Port! 



I hope we don't have to wait another five years for this magic to return.



Sunday 2 October 2022

Trip to the South

 We took a trip to Carcassonne and Collioure ... two very different but equally beautiful destinations in the south of France.



The old cité, with its massive grey-stone walls and turrets, is perched imperiously above the town.


inside the cité


sunlit sandstone and shadows


Rainbow's full glory over Carcassonne



Collioure is a romantic, colourful fishing village on the Mediterranean Sea, near the Spanish border.

In the 19th and 20th centuries, this picturesque spot drew artists from near and far. Many were unable to afford their accommodation and meals and so left their artworks as payment at the charismatic Templiers Hotel.
























When we last visited, in November 2019, the town was empty, everything was shut. The place had an exhausted feel about it. 

This time, it was late September and everything was still open. We stayed at the Templiers Hotel and ate in an excellent restaurant called La Bodeguita.






Tuesday 16 August 2022

Ode to a Night Owl

Last night we heard an owl in the mulberry tree, 
Just outside the kitchen door. 
It was a mere ten metres away. 
Never had one so close before. 
Its mournful call pierced the gloom 
Like an incantation, or a spell, 
And drifted down to the forest below 
Where, in the darkness, a mate did dwell.
picture courtesy Dmitrii Zhodzishskii

Tuesday 21 June 2022

The Bread Oven

Participating in community activities is an important aspect of life in France.

Three years ago, our local council floated the idea of a community bread/pizza oven, to connect communities and generations.

The idea gained traction and an initial plan was formulated to build an oven at the rear of Bazens Chateau.

After much discussion and research, an alternative proposal was put forward ... a mobile oven.

This oven, made of sheet metal and weighing several hundred kilos, would ultimately be transported around the district on the back of a trailer.



If people could not go to the bread oven, then it would go to them!

Bérangère Lassevils, from the association Vivre Mieux Ensemble  at Port Saint Marie, took the reins and organised funding for the project. 

Money came from the Conférence des financeurs (Lot et Garonne department) and Carsat, which finances projects involving pensioners.

But who would build the oven? Plans were downloaded from the internet, as an open source document from a website that involved an identical oven fabricated by country bakers. 

The plans made the task look highly complex and specialised. At first blush, the plans looked like a NASA moon-module!

A local ironsmith, Solene Huet, rose to the challenge. She possessed impeccable credentials, being the creator of a life-size elephant that stands by the roadside a few kilometres from Prayssas.




The project progressed slowly but steadily. Then Covid hit and work came to a halt. 

When it resumed, a few local volunteers participated in workshops to assist Solene and learn new skills. These included the measuring and cutting of materials from plan specifications, welding and assembling.

I attended a few of these workshops with my neighbour and friend Remy. Jacky, the Deputy Mayor, also got involved.

All the hard work came to fruition in the spring of this year. It was with great excitement and a sense of satisfaction that we gathered at Solene's for the inaugural bread-oven firing and pizza lunch.



A local baker, Fabrice, brought the dough and oversaw operations. 

The fire was lit at 8.30am and by midday the interior temperature was ready at 300 degrees.



While Fabrice kneaded the bread dough,  a cast of eager helpers chopped ingredients for the pizzas. We worked in the shade of a giant Lime tree, as the outside temperature rose into the high 30s.


Fabrice kneads the dough

People made their favourite pizzas

Hot work

Pizzas for all

The oven proved a great success and we all thoroughly enjoyed the lunch. Families took home freshly baked bread.





Crowd-funding of the trailer to transport the oven is underway. It will provide so many opportunities for residents to come together, learn more about the ancient practice of communal baking and enjoy the fruits of their labour.


Fabrice, the baker

Solene, the Iron Lady 

Remy, Solene and Jacky

Bérangère

Our bread oven was a long time in the planning and construction ... but it was worth it!

 

Sunday 22 May 2022

Night Market

The first night market of the year was held on Friday at Frégimont, the small village one kilometre down the road from Ellesmere.

These weekly market nights normally occur in July and August but Friday's event was a special, preliminary show.

All our friends were there to enjoy the food, wine and music.








 





There were fewer food stalls than normal but the standard was very good. Local brewer Natural Mystik was represented and our favourite local winery Quissat was there too.












These night markets are wonderful community events that showcase what is best about French provincial life.



Monday 14 March 2022

Pot of Gold

After a severe but short-lived storm on Friday night, a breath-taking rainbow landed just at the edge of the forest, where the ploughed field meets the winery road.














It was rather magical and mystical. 


Saturday 5 March 2022

Basque country

We'd heard so much about Bayonne and the Basque country ... so we decided to go there.

With the ID3 at full charge, we drove south, past Mont de Marsan and Dax. We reached Bayonne after two-and-a-half-hours and still had another hundred or so kilometres in the battery.

We stayed at a hotel by the Pont Saint-Esprit, in a room with an angled view of the river. About a hundred metres down the road, quay-side, was a charging station for the car.

We set off on foot to explore the town ... and what a charming town it is!

Situated on two rivers, the Adour and the Nive, Bayonne has stunning buildings and an old city full of medieval character.




We walked the narrow, cobble-stone streets of Grand Bayonne, along the attractive Rue Port-Neuf, with its interesting shops and restaurants.




Bayonne is noted for ham and chocolate, so needless to say we indulged in both!






While Cliona did some window-shopping in the historical centre of town, I took an outdoor table at the Cafe Central, by the river. Under the early Spring sun, with a pint of beer, I sat and watched the passing parade.

On the other side of an ancient stone bridge, across the Nive, stood a row of four and five-story terrace houses adorned with coloured shutters, of burgundy, blue, soft greens and greys.

In the square, carefree children played and grown-ups walked their dogs.

It was one of those sublime, relaxing, French-café moments that make living in this country such a joy.






We dined that evening in Petit Bayonne at a restaurant called Goxoki. Here we enjoyed, without doubt, the most memorable meal since arriving in France more than five years ago.




Every course was bliss. For the entrée we chose scallops and veal, for mains we chose lamb and monkfish, and for dessert the crepes and chocolate.  

The wine, Cliona's choice, was superb ... a French Catalan masterpiece.









We strolled home, across the elegant Pont Saint-Esprit, with the lights of the grand Haussmannien buildings reflected in the waters of the Adour.