Farm Friday 3: My Kitties

Buddha in the doorway of our farmhouse in winter
I amaze myself at my Farm Friday dedication. It's shortly before midnight and I am dutifully at my computer purely for your pleasure...okay, so I too enjoy my blog. We have had a wonderful week with a delightful French student, Alexandre, who I would adopt if it wasn't for the fact that he already has a wonderful family. Buddha and Puss Puss, my first and second born furry “children” are slightly jealous, so I am posting photos of them today.

Farm Friday: Angels among us

An angel on our farm
Yet another week has passed and still no recipe, but at least I am keeping up with Farm Friday. I might just get round to posting a recipe today, but don't hold your breath as blue might not suit you... The above photo is of a metal piece of artwork by our friend Jackie Grimm who is the most amazing artist. We also have a Spanish Flamenco dancer from her, but you'll have to be patient and wait to see her.

Farm Friday: Soay Sheep

Joerg and our sheep
As one of my trusted readers pointed out (thank you Deirdre for reading my blog), I said that I would be doing different things this year including Farm Friday, but that is as far as it got. Oops. Today is Friday, at least for another half hour or so, and I am finally going to put my threat into action and introduce Farm Friday.

Hello 2011

Mannequins in Toulouse
It's a little late but a lot heartfelt: here's wishing you the happiest, healthiest and luckiest year ever. May you keep none of your New Years Resolutions and still be deliriously happy. THANK YOU for staying faithful to me in spite of my very long dry periods, some of which were for no good reason and others were also for no good reason, but on a different level.

A belated Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all!

Nathan, Danny and Kunya
These gorgeous babies have Sally and Steven as their proud parents and I just find this photo absolutely adorable. Sally made flour footprints from the chimney to the tree and the children were literally rolling on the floor with sheer delight. Christmas is all the more special with children and we grown ups get to behave like children and then blame them, hee hee!

I'm back from Heaven and rearing to go!

The beach from our camper van
Hello and thank you for waiting for me so patiently (or in some cases less patiently…!). The photo is hopefully all the explanation needed as to why I haven’t posted for soooo long. I’ve been here. Okay so I have also been working like a slave, but sitting in our camper van right on the beach was the best part of the last couple of months. And I hereby swear to never again ignore my blog for so long. Sorry and please stay faithful to me even if I haven’t been very faithful to you!

The Wedding Menu

Some of the starters
The wedding menu needs no further comment. This first photo is just a small part of the wonderful array of food, so eat your hearts out!

The Bride and I

Birgit and I
Reading the wedding menu left me pale with anticipation and worry that I might not be able to try absolutely everything on it. And sadly I think I may have missed an item or two, though I did try my darndest not to. However, I tried (often) the nibbles which were served with the champagne and they weren’t even on the menu, so that might just make up for it. Sigh, I feel better already. (Complete wedding menu with photos as a separate blog.)

All (pink) roads lead to Champagne

A pink tar road in Champagne
Imagine this, pink roads. I mean it, pink roads. Not your bog standard black tar roads, but nice Barbie pink roads. How can you not love a place that has pink roads AND champagne? If you were just passing through the department of Aube and you saw a blonde woman next to a magnificent chateau photographing not said beauty but the road, well that was me.

Banana nut bread

Banana Nut Bread

I know I’ve told you before, but I shall not tire of reminding you that hubby and I lived on a sailboat for a couple of years and happily sailed from Africa into the Mediterranean. On route, we stopped off at the Cape Verde Islands in the north Atlantic where I went to the market to buy fresh fruit and veg. I asked for bananas (or shall I say, I gesticulated for bananas) and successfully managed to buy some. A whole stalk to be exact. That makes a mere 52kg…