A month in limbo...

26 June 2014

...a whole month, during which there has been a deafening 'oosh' from la Fromagerie.

G and I have been busy at this end, though. When I last counted, we had managed to recruit 6 family members, from near and far, and three close friends to come and visit during August! Our month at la Fromagerie will be a blur of people, and we are thrilled to bits: we always said that it wouldn't feel like home until those dear to our hearts had spent time there. Clearly our wishes have been heard by the Universe, because our summer in France has all the makings of a French farce, without the seedy connotations!

We'll have mattresses on the floor, tents outside under the walnut trees, hammocks strung between the apple trees, and an instant labour force, should G and I feel like springing an impromptu painting party :)

It's going to be wonderful and I can't wait to share our little laat lammetjie.

Apart from the 'recruitment drive', we have also spent hours on the internet, comparing fridges and cookers and washing machines etc. Chas let us know that he would be there yesterday, so we had the cooker delivered, and now, of course, Chas has issues with the plumbing-in of said cooker - it's as if he'd never thought about such things before. I'm working on the premise that, given time, he will sort it all out, and that he just has an unfortunate habit of finding problems at every turn.

So, thanks to Chas, the barn can now boast:

1 toilet (1 to come)
1 hotwater tank (sounding pretty civilised)
1 bath (gosh) with taps (even better)
3 radiators (4 would have been greedy)
1 towel rail (but no towels)
1 cooker (for warming croissants)

The tank is way up there to make use of the high ceiling, and really, where else?

Upstairs toilet. Just the handbasin to come now. It's already plumbed in readiness for very short people.

Cute, huh? Can't wait for a bath under the stars...

I'm guessing we won't see the blue and red pipes for ever. (I'm not fond of primary colours.)

Ta da! The towel rail. 

And that problem child - the cooker. It does look kind of huge, sitting there sans croissants.

 Form an orderly line, please. You will all get a turn.