Monday, 17 September 2007

Scorching hot and happy



I can't help but notice that words such as dank, dark, rain and autumnal are creeping up on us but if you are looking for that here then stop reading right now.

Yesterday as I contemplated having my entire 'dolls house' to myself (my nickname for Le Chateau) and relished a day of play in moving furniture and generally titivating overall I thought of some of the very many readers who peek in from around the World. What is it that attracts you so ? I floated, rather like a giant frog on a lily pad on the bright yellow lilo being swirled gently by the water pump of the swimming pool. The sky above was the sort of piercing blue that could hurt your eyes. The startling green leaves of the fig tree seemed almost fluorescent to me. Every so often a gentle thud announced the fall of another over ripe and squishy fig. From my languid position I could squint at my house and wonder as to the events that led me here. It was funny, when I was a small girl all I ever wanted was a large dolls house filled with lovely pieces of furniture so I could happily wile away the hours moving the pieces around as I pleased. And so as I pushed the feelings of guilt away for daring to stop toiling and lifted my face momentarily to the sun I toyed mentally with rooms and how I could adapt them to the coming seasons. I suppose it was work of sorts.

However I am well aware that none of you are so shallow that you would pop by simply to keep being force fed descriptions of sumptuous sun and idyllic moments. No sireee it is time I came clean with you all and described truthfully one of my days to you.

Saturday called for my new white linen dress to be worn, enhanced only by a simple piece of jewellery (diamonds) and a hint of Clinique lip gloss. One of my guests who just happens to be on his fifth visit now had invited a friend over to view Le Chateau. I had drawn the thick linen drapes to keep out the sun and hastily applied lashings of old fashioned wood polish to the panelling in the hallway so that on arrival they would be captivated.

Lunch was suggested and who am I to be so busy I can't pop out for a spot of luncheon ? I suggested we go straight to Domaine Gayda a restaurant and cave situated in the foothills of the Pyrenees. Crisply folded starched tablecoths and napkins are just my thing on occassions and I thoroughally enjoyed a fois gras accompanied by a chilled glass (or two) of Viognier.

Afterwards back at Le Chateau with the Grand Duchess parked on the driveway, alas she was rather put out to be sharing space with a gleaming black BMW and a turbo charged black Porche, a quick trip roaring around the village ensued my reputation as a hard worker with no time for fun remained intact.

I wouldn't want any of you to think otherwise.

19 comments:

Elizabethd said...

Obviously a very busy day. Do you have many like that?!
Waiting for your cards.

Sally's Chateau said...

Thank you for your kind offer of distributing some of my cards elizabethd, I need your address though !! Many days like that ? truthfully ....

Un Peu Loufoque said...

Oh Sally I am sure you do not look anything like a giant frog on a lilypad, far too elegant and chic dear !!!Envy your life of endless summer days like Mad !!!

lampworkbeader said...

Hmm! Not much I can say about your blog. 'Sighs with envy.' Any case I LIKE rain! 'stamps foot.'

Mary said...

Oh What a hard life....But the sun has been shining here (well sort of)

Inthemud said...

How I envy you! What a wonderful day and lovely blog. Lucky You! Mind you it's not too bad here slightly cloudy but not raining!

Suffolkmum said...

It's a tough life, Sally, I do so admire you for bearing up in true Brit fashion. I play with my daughter's dolls house more than she does - I'd love to play in the Chateau - sigh -

LittleBrownDog said...

Firstly, I'd like to say how much I like your beautiful vineyard picture - I find those combed, clipped rows of vines absolutely captivating (must be the Virgo in me. Or perhaps the thought of what the grapes end up as...)

Secondly, would my clapped out 17-year-old Micra be allowed on the carefully raked gravel, or would be tactfully asked to park outside. (Or even several kilometres away because of the lowering-the-tone issue)?

Thirdly - do you do a Purplecoo discount? I've always wanted to visit Carcasonne and H is always going on about wanting to go to the Pyrenees.

Crystal Jigsaw said...

As I am soaked through after doing my weekly shop I could quite happily dive into your pool and soak up the sun.

Crystal xx

Anonymous said...

What a cultivated lady. Porsch a bit dodgy though. And get on with the fig jam to go with the next lot of foie gras. Yum! Viognier nice too, and much fresher and more economic than that stuff from the Rhone, Condrieu, I think

Grouse said...

Dearest I just KNOW how hard it can be to envisage improvements to what is already perfection......quite exhausting.......and in the midst of all this socialising

Am a LITTLE worried about the Porche........

Milla said...

Sally, I do hope you realise just how easy it is to go seriously off someone!

muddyboots said...

oh my dear, a frog on a lilypad! YOU!!!

snailbeachshepherdess said...

Fig jam? Sally do you make fig jam? Cant actually see you stirring a jam kettle at Le chateau

Sally's Chateau said...

LBD, special rates for PurpleCoo members ? why of course !!

SBS, do I make fig jam ? well truth be told you sort of get 'figged out' by the end of the season but I am a dab hand at raspberry and strawberry jam !!

Anonymous, please feel free to drop in and assist, you sound like a rather inventive chef in many ways !! Am I right ?

Westerwitch/Headmistress said...

Berlimey - my typical day is a lot less elegand than yours - but I suspect I enjoy it just as much.

Cait O'Connor said...

Just catching up on your blogs and I have spent a warm and happy time in your wonderful part of the world. Gorgeous photos too.

Pondside said...

I aspire to a life that includes white linen and diamonds but actually inhabit one that includes fleece hoodies and clogs. Oh for one day at Le Chateau!!!!

CAMILLA said...

Gorgeous Blog and wonderful photo's Sally. Ah I could get used to your way of life. Fig Jam sounds lovely, I have not tried it.

Apologies for popping here late, have left comments to Blog underneath.

Camilla.x