You all thought I had gone on holiday didn't you ? oh no, I forgot, my life is one long holiday, silly me.
I'm absolutely tinseled, fizzied and sparkled out. Took me two whole days to grapple down the Christmas Trees and wrench the ruddy baubles off. I've now got a bowl of the cheery looking blighters waiting to be packed away. Whatever possessed me to entwine so much ivy around the mirrors and fireplaces ? And everywhere I go the floor seems to glitter back at me, defying strenuous attempts at hoovering.. 'You chose to live in a Chateau' His Lordship loves to observe. 'I need a piece of chocolate to keep my strength up' I can be heard to frequently mutter under my breath. Give me my classic beautiful rooms back please.
Huge excitement down in this quiet corner of rural France. Champion have opened a new out of town supermarket in the village of Bram. All singing, all dancing, more varieties of bread than you can shake a stick at, or a baguette if you are so inclined. I cannot budge His Lordship from the fish counter, 'there's only so many winkles I can pick' I protest as he recklessly orders up a platter of seafood. I slink off breathing deeply past the cheese counter, this nearly knocks me off my feet and I find myself standing in front of a small display of English produce. This never fails to amuse me and I take great delight in observing what the French assume we can't live without. Marmite, Robinsons Barley Water, Walkers Shortbread Fingers, Lemon Curd, Birds Custard Powder, but wait, what's this I see ? Dorset Cereals from Poundberry itself, my favourite, right here down in the deep depths of Southern France, Dorset Muesli breaking new ground in a country thinking they are renowned in all matters gourmet. I couldn't help but smile.
Meanwhile the daily enquiries for availability continue to flourish with the height of the season well and truly booked a long time ago. I'm thinking Easter eggs already, never mind describing how Le Chateau will be decorated for Christmas 2008 !!!!!!
Which is why I've posted one of my favourite soothing photographs today. Come late April/May the highly scented red rose which cascades around the pretty window of The Grand Duchess's home will be out. She deserves the very best place in which to compose herself over the winter months for unbeknown to her she is soon to commence personal wine tours of the Aude and has a couple of weddings to perform in 2008.
And what a heavenly picture this conjures up, the warmth of the early spring sunshine with a hint of the hot summer months to come.
But best of all ? not a bauble in sight.