At this state of my life, things have transpired to give me two French holidays a year. One in the millionaires' playground of St. Tropez, the other in the French region of Nullepart Centre (i.e. the middle of nowhere). My parents, some years back, just before it became trendy and a several years before it became passé, bought a set of tumbledown French farm buildings with a view to making them habitable enough for an occasional summer residence.
Over the years, much time and effort has gone into making these buildings habitable, and now, many years later, a couple of them are. Although most of the structures retain their tumbledown charm.
|Scary Spider (c) 2010 Peter More|
|Spider-eating centipede (c) 2010 Peter More|
|Cool Chickens (c) 2010 Peter More|
|Sheep (c) 2010 Peter More|
And, of course, there was my parents' faithful, aging dog, Marley.
|Marley (c) 2010 Peter More|
|Monkey (c) 2010 Peter More|