I'm a happily married mum of two boys, aged 14 and 15, and as a family we moved to France eight years ago. My husband works for a French company, I teach English to French people aged 6 - 60, and English reading and writing to the English-speaking children of the area. We are part of a French Baptist Church in Toulouse City Centre. I love to shop for French vintage lace, fabric and household items, and to combine them with my British and global treasures in interesting ways.
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Rentrée Resolutions 2012
Make more time for other people - get actively and consistently involved with friends, groups and wider family
Use my pedometer to make sure I walk at least 15,000 steps per day
Continue to enjoy life to the full
Continue my short sessions of toning exercises at least five times a week
Keep my teaching room tidy!
I am not a perfect mother or housewife. There is dog hair under the sofa and the boys eat with their elbows on the table, however much they're nagged. I just assume you'd rather see the pretty stuff!
Forget-me-nots from Niki's garden (Nostalgia at the Stonehouse)
Friday, December 21, 2012
Animals at Christmas
It's Christmas in the garden!
The hens are thriving in their new hen run (fence designed by Ben out of old pallet wood, and constructed en famille by all four of us (but mostly by Ben...) Raja is certain that there is a hole in the fence somewhere. Her new life-project is to seek out the gap - she doesn't want to eat the hens, by the way, she wants the kitchen scraps we feed them!
Son 1 and Ben were out in the garden with the Christmas lights last weekend, and decided to include the hens in the festivities. I'll try to get a photo at night time, too.
Just as Raja tries to eat the hen's food, a goat ate my wreath! This was before it got to me - a friend who's a trained florist made it for me and left it near her back door to keep fresh. Whereupon one of her goats ate it... so I have made a reasonable job with ivy from the garden, but I do miss Amy's creation!