Well, back in the throbbing metropolis of St Pierre sur Erve (pop. about 150 depending on who's on holiday), everything seems to be running as normal.
The Euphorbias I bought last year seem to have survived the Winter, and are presenting a lovely splash of colour, deep red, unusual at this time of year.
The snowdrops are out. Lots of them about at the moment, but they're still pretty.
There is a shelter being built for the Aurochs, just down the road. Opportunity for a conflab.
But the big gossip is that someone has knicked the gate to the Aurochs' Summer field. (French for to nick: piquer) Here it is... gone!
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
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Now why would someone steal a gate?
It's all go where you live Codgi!
What are your local headlines?
Gate: Stolen
Man, 98, dies
Snowdrops taking over
Codgi sneezed
How wonderful to live in such a sedate place.
x
You need to be careful living there with all those 150 people and gate stealing lunatics.
I seems odd to steal a a gate, but hey who am I to judge someone round here likes to steal wheelie bins.
It's an odd world, I guess people do it so the rest of us have some thing to shake our heads about.
Much love
Lia
xx
Love the snowdrops!
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