tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post5293768345213508440..comments2024-01-11T00:57:40.143+00:00Comments on HOUSE WITH NO NAME: Lunch under the plane tree in FranceEmma Lee-Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17941667739851280595noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-22853203820575398092011-08-11T23:16:20.902+01:002011-08-11T23:16:20.902+01:00I think I should take your advice, Jennie, and acq...I think I should take your advice, Jennie, and acquire a House With No Name kitten. Lunch was idyllic, but then again, Gerna is pretty amazing too!Emma Lee-Potterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17941667739851280595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-15257310436140289012011-08-11T16:23:43.071+01:002011-08-11T16:23:43.071+01:00Reminds me of our first few nights at Gerna Emma w...Reminds me of our first few nights at Gerna Emma when I was convinced that the mice in the attic wore clogs as the noise was so loud. Soon solved and has remained so ever since with the acquisition of a wonderful tabby kitten (named Spider after Whistle down the Wind) who at the ripe old age of fifteen continues to keep the pesky rodents at bay. <br />Lunch sounds idyllic, especially sitting here in Lancashire with the usual horizontal rain and howling wind....typical August weather.jennieasphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18360980511684368445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-76998936988804864352011-08-11T13:22:19.460+01:002011-08-11T13:22:19.460+01:00Thank you so much, Jackie. The pest man told us th...Thank you so much, Jackie. The pest man told us that he gets lots of calls from English people. Maybe we're too squeamish about dormice and other wildlife that goes bump in the night!Emma Lee-Potterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17941667739851280595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-73237797638344134042011-08-11T13:20:25.341+01:002011-08-11T13:20:25.341+01:00I'm glad you thought the boulangerie looks goo...I'm glad you thought the boulangerie looks good too, Karen. It's definitely the best we've found this summer - just a bit too tempting. Work has progressed a lot (still some way to go) but we've really enjoyed it. I hope everything's going well for you too. I was thrilled to hear that Tout Sweet has been published in the US. I mentioned it here a few days ago and hope it sells lots.Emma Lee-Potterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17941667739851280595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-62617226216019507682011-08-11T11:51:54.238+01:002011-08-11T11:51:54.238+01:00Ah...again...heaven...even with dormouse. The smal...Ah...again...heaven...even with dormouse. The smallest creature scuttling round the roof can sound like an elephant. We once stayed a night at friend's unfinished (well, barely started) house in Brittany, and what with the rodents, and ghosts of Resistance workers who had been shot in the woods behind, not an idyllic French experience. Unlike this wonderfully evocative tale of your lunch. And how great that your teenagers both speak French. Thank you again for brightening the gloom here. JackieDaydream Believerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00560934289619119084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514378008400567712.post-30061496369627157772011-08-11T10:26:09.867+01:002011-08-11T10:26:09.867+01:00Gosh that boulangerie looks good even by French st...Gosh that boulangerie looks good even by French standards. Glad to hear tht work has progressed on the house. It sounds like you're having a lovely summer.Mimi Pompomnoreply@blogger.com