Who would believe it was nearly the middle of February? Taken from our guest bedroom window yesterday afternoon as I was distracted from the largest pile of ironing I have ever had to tackle. I opened the shutters and the windows and leaned out................................................and watched Barley (our labrador) squeeze himself into the thickness of a 2 cent piece, shuffle his way "commando like" into the chicken run, thread himself through the hedge, out into the field and into the lane running alongside our house. That bloody dog! Where was he going? He then just ran off down the lane towards the direction of the Vienne River. I yelled from the window, he turned round, stopped and then carried on running. 20 minutes later he returned via the same route. I will have to investigate tomorrow. Today has been taken up with doing 3 loads of washing, getting it dry in this wonderful heatwave we are having, chatting to a friend in the garden whilst the kids were playing - no school today as its a "Greve" day - a strike day, happens every couple of months here in France normally linked to a weekend ie a Friday so it can then become a "Pont" weekend or bridge weekend ..................a lovely idea, everyone comes out in sympathy with everyone else and the country comes to a standstill (all to do with liberty, pensions and something else that I can't remember) but could work in your favour if you are planning a weekend away with a loved one and you work for the French Government in some type of capacity - beats moving bits of paper around different buildings anytime!
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