When we moved to Normandy 21 years ago my Dad, Bill, and my step mum, Joyce, were our first visitors, they came and helped us to unpack our belongings almost as soon as the removal van had driven away. He used to love to hear about our experiences as we worked hard to renovate and restore this old house and they came over, from the UK, often.
Dad often said that we should write a book about our life in Normandy a la Peter Mayle.
The last time they made the journey was in October 2007, my sister, brother in law and two nephews came too and we celebrated his 80th birthday with a Halloween themed party six months before he died.
I began writing my Normandy Life blog two weeks after he passed away, today is it's 9th Anniversary.
This past week I've been walking around the village taking snapshots that I think reflect the way of life in rural Normandy and show why we enjoy living here so much.
I wonder if we'll still be here in 2026?
Dad often said that we should write a book about our life in Normandy a la Peter Mayle.
The last time they made the journey was in October 2007, my sister, brother in law and two nephews came too and we celebrated his 80th birthday with a Halloween themed party six months before he died.
I began writing my Normandy Life blog two weeks after he passed away, today is it's 9th Anniversary.
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| the village notice board always let's us know about all the exciting things happening here |
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| the latest additions to friend Jacques' flock of sheep born this week |
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this week our farmer neighbour Marc brought a new herd of Holstein Friesian cows into the field opposite the ornamental cherry tree in our front garden burst into glorious colour M'selle Fleur always on guard the SP enjoys a hot dog snack whilst wandering around a vide grenier a wild flag iris growing at the side of the lane. |
I wonder if we'll still be here in 2026?
