Near La Rochelle
We've been staying with some friends of Sarah's parents, in their lovely house near La
Rochelle. They moved here less than a year ago, and have created a marvellous (and huge!) home in an old farm. As well as 5 bedrooms, a lounge
big enough for football, and a garden the size of a small Asian country, they've got a glorious outdoor heated pool. It has been bliss.
Like everywhere else we've been, the area is dominated by agriculture - and expat Brits. Everywhere we drive we see fields of wheat,
sunflowers, maize and poppies, plus the odd field of cattle. We couldn't resist sending Charlotte off into a sunflower field for a photo, but
we did feel a bit nervous about the farmer appearing around the corner with a shotgun, saying "Allez Off My Land". But our nervousness
was obviously a bit foolish - around the corner we drove past a French family stuffing about 20 full-grown sunflowers into their side doors,
with a slightly furtive glance! (And the muddy root-ball still attached - I wonder what a Renault Clio looks like when its been used as a
skip?)
Like everywhere else we've been, the area is dominated by agriculture - and expat Brits. Everywhere we drive we see fields of wheat,
sunflowers, maize and poppies, plus the odd field of cattle. We couldn't resist sending Charlotte off into a sunflower field for a photo, but
we did feel a bit nervous about the farmer appearing around the corner with a shotgun, saying "Allez Off My Land". But our nervousness
was obviously a bit foolish - around the corner we drove past a French family stuffing about 20 full-grown sunflowers into their side doors,
with a slightly furtive glance! (And the muddy root-ball still attached - I wonder what a Renault Clio looks like when its been used as a
skip?)