I should be getting ready to leave!  

CB_2 52F
8302 posts
8/30/2006 3:29 pm

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I should be getting ready to leave!

OK, as I start this it is now 10 to midnight on Wednesday evening and I'm at my laptop typing. We leave the cottage at 9am on Friday, to go back to the UK.

I should be starting to get us organised sometime round about now, instead of posting on AdultFriendFinder. But what the hell.

There are Lego models in pieces all over the floor, laundry articles everwhere, pieces of paper (half-started projects) on every surface that is not covered with Dorling Kindersley CDs, and the washing up is still waiting to be done.

That's yesterday's washing up, by the way.

We have been in France for 5 weeks this summer, and this year it has been just me and the boys (normally my niece comes too). We've been exceedingly lazy this year, hardly been to see anyone or gone anywhere. This means that the boys are now raring to go back to school - wayhay!

What will I miss most about leaving here?

I'll miss the peace and quiet. The way there is a road which runs through our garden and everyone who drives along it (maybe one car or tractor every couple of hours) waves at us as they pass and we wave back.

I'll miss the man who cultivates the small field opposite, who drops tomatoes and lettuce at our door in the mornings, because he's finished in his field well before we're even awake.

I'll miss the mushrooms we so carefully pick and identify in our big mushroom book, before cutting and cooking them, then bravely tasting them to see if we wrongly identified a poisonous one. (Funnily enough, I always get the tasting job!). Now we know the safe ones, I love to pick them freshly from the garden. The flavour is incomparable. I wish I'd discovered this years ago.

I'll miss the tiny lizards that scurry around on and under the patio as we sit out. Though it's been a bit too cool for them this year, so they've been scarce. And the bats which come out in the early evening and swoosh past you as you sit there enjoying a glass of wine.

I'll miss digging up tiny oaklets from underneath the two huge oaks in the farmer's field and planting them in pots, ready to put them in the ground when they are a bit bigger. I planted two oaklets like this about 15 years ago, and they are now two trees over 10 foot tall.

I'll miss the farmer - 35, currently single, slim but muscular, drop dead gorgeous. He kisses me 4 times when we meet and 4 times when we part. Think Tom Cruise with height. I kid you not. Mmmmmm.

I'll miss the night sky. Tonight, we have a crescent moon which glowed orange-red, eerily lighting up the clouds in the dark sky. And when it gets really dark, the amazing stars you can just sit out and watch for hours. If you have never been to somewhere where there is no outdoor lighting, there are no houses lighting up the street, no town lighting on the horizon, you have never truly seen the sky.

I turn off all the house lights, then stand outside and look up at the stars. After a few moments, the number of stars doubles. After a few more moments, it doubles again. Within minutes, it is like you cannot see the sky itself for the mass of stars. It is sublime.

So, yes, I'm going to miss the night sky. And the next time we're back, I'm going to have worked out how to operate the huge telescope which currently stands in my bedroom here. Once I stop standing and marvelling at what I can see just with my naked eye.

(That's the only naked bit in today's post, by the way, so don't get excited).

What will I not miss?

Well, I won't miss the silly French concept of lunch at 12, finished at 2. We can never get our arses in gear to eat at that time, so we're forever falling into restaurants at 10 to 2 only to be told they have finished serving. We love the local Chinese restaurant because they'll still welcome us in at 2, so it's our standard fall back position!

And I won't miss the driving. I mean, "Vous n'avez pas la priorite" at a roundabout literally means "you don't have priority", or - in Brit speak - "give way". Please, would somebody please explain to the guy in the car in front of us that this does not mean "wait at the empty roundabout until a car arrives to your left which you can then give way to". Grrrrr.

And I won't miss those dinky little cars which hold one person and a basket with market produce, powered by little more than a milkfloat battery. I mean, you can park two of these back to back in a single parking space they are so tiny, and yet they manage to take up the entire road when they are put-putting along at 15 miles per hour (downhill with a following wind). Hey, I'm relaxed out here, but I do still want to get from A to B in one lifetime ... I'm rushing for a restaurant that's going to be closed in 10 minutes, remember!

And I won't miss..... nah, I can't think of anything else I won't miss. But loads more things that I will.


Blogito ergo sum.

rm_TCisback10 54M

8/30/2006 10:21 pm

Looks like your free time is coming to an abrupt end! Could you have not bought your new found tall Tom Cruise back duty free?, got caught up in you're dirty laundry and "mistakenly" packed away?

Glad you had a great time, you will never beat being in the Great Outdoors!

CB_2 replies on 8/31/2006 2:05 am:
Unlike poor you, TC, my free time is not coming to an end. It's the kids' free time that's coming to an end, which is why we need to get back to the UK.

I'm just as much a woman of leisure as before. All the more time to piss off the occasional person in blogland!

economickrisis 56M

8/30/2006 11:31 pm

A great post luv. I think that my post today might make you pee yerself

CB_2 replies on 8/31/2006 2:05 am:
Oh, it did, EK, it did!

warmandsexy52 65M
13164 posts
8/31/2006 11:12 pm

I really like this post, which captures all those contradictory feelings we have for the French. We really love them in the way a crotchety old couple love each other. Vive la Franglais.

As for your farmer ...... I think there's room for development here on the entente cordiale front. Zut alors! Vous démuni avez passé l'étape de quatre baisers? Je suis étonnant! I thought with all that volcanic springwater, and you know what they say about that! ......

Glad you had a great time and a safe journey home. Remember the advantage of all those 2CVs is you'll always come off best in a prang!

warm xx

CB_2 replies on 9/1/2006 5:26 pm:
Warm, you are indeed étonnant, but I think you meant to say étonné.

Sadly there is no hope on the farmer front - tried to get a shag off him last year, but it was not to be. He likes girlfriends who are perfectly manicured and dressed, not the just rolled out of bed mussy-haired look which I personify (bet I'm much in bed than they are though - his loss). I frightened him to death - maybe one day I'll post on the subject.

Had we met any 2CVs, our vehicle would indeed have fared much better in the event of a crash. Instead, almost every convoi exceptionnel was on the road to Caen this morning. We got through ticket/passport control with only a minute to spare, literally. And to achieve even that, you should have seen some of my hair raising driving. Even the French thought I was mad.

Guess I should have been packing rather than posting last night after all!

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