LPR 4 May to 10 May

Go figure! The builders are due to arrive today and it’s raining. After weeks of perfect, dry, Spring weather, it rains on the first day. Willy the builder, supposed to be here at 2 pm calls and cancels until tomorrow. Lady P and EL plan and sketch the remodelled kitchen design.

Willy and the excavator turn up on Tuesday and start the build. Profiles and string lines go out; orange spray marks the grass and the diesel beast starts clearing the soil for the slab. They do stop for two hours at 12.30 pm for lunch but come back and work until 5.30 pm. The huge piles of soil will be good to fill in all the cracks and holes in the lawn. And to keep the momentum up, the kitchen designer turns up in the afternoon for some detailed discussions and takes away Lady P’s sketch plan.

Day two and the plumber turns up to drain the radiators in preparation for the relocation of pipes that otherwise would be under the new slab.

By Sunday and with Friday a public holiday, the earth works for the slab are about halfway finished. Being a little bored on Friday, EL, Lady P and Flashy pulled down an old stone wall with their bare hands- and a little help from a sledge hammer. Won’t the builders be surprised!

It’s mid May now and that’s about the time all the little villages start having their fetes. St Loup’s was on Sunday and we all walked up to have a look. This is a little rural French village and you’d expect, well, French things. 

The biggest attraction was the bootscootin’ going on with about 30 participants, good ol’ country music in US English and a good smattering of cowboy hats, boots and star spangled shirts. Then there’s the bar. Ah, a nice glass of rose or Champagne maybe? No. It’s beer and lots of drinkers too. Very strange. 

So it’s back home to a Sunday roast chicken lunch. At least the chicken was French. Yellow thick skin and flavoursome. They feed them maize. Makes them yellow.

The stone wall before we started.
Now a pile of rubble.
The girls lookpleased.
Check out the bootscootin'.


Comments

  1. Graeme11 May 2026 at 23:23

    I imagine that you two would have fitted in nicely with the bootscootn crowd, were they serving Lonestar beer? You are right about seeing one chateau and seeing them all, a bit the same with castles, cathedrals and another f.....ing painted ceiling.

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  2. Roger12 May 2026 at 12:03

    Yep. But we dont have cowboy gear here. Our blue and white striped tops and berets were sadly one offs.

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