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Rugby… Doggy Style
The Sporting Event That Cannot Be Named may be going on in South Africa at the moment, but here in Le Petit Village, we’re in the middle of our own tournament… Doggy Rugby What’s that you say? Doggy Rugby? Two dogs vs one man in a clash… Oh hell, I don’t know what I’m talking…
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I'm Too Old For This
It was Brother-In-Law’s birthday over the weekend and guess what he wanted to do… Dinner in Avignon? Nope. Nightclub in Aix en Provence? Nope. Party in the woods, outside Le Petit Village? Yep. Um, OK. Do I have to go? Yep. I don’t really have much to say about being at a party in the…
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A Beautiful Break
I’m tired of all this The Sporting Event That Cannot Be Named nonsense and am taking a break today to share some blogger love… Sweet, Breakfast at Tiffany’s loving, Rochelle at Penmanship of a Teenage Writer passed on the Beautiful Blogger Award to me. Merci beaucoup Rochelle! It’s such a treat to be told that my…
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World Cup Fever Strikes Again!
I have a new nemesis… The World Cup. Not only did it close restaurants in the surrounding villages last Friday, ruining my dinner out, but last night, my beloved Pizza Night, also fell to the fever. The pizza man must be a fan of New Zealand, Slovakia, Portugal, The Ivory Coast, Brazil, or North Korea…
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Kitchen Closed, Bar Open
How hard is it to get a meal on a Friday night? Friday nights, I don’t really like to cook. Not sure why, just don’t. The Husband usually takes pity on me and we go out. But last Friday, France was playing Uruguay in the World Cup, and even though The Husband is a rugby…
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New Home Hunting Take 3
I have been defeated. OK, not defeated per se, but I am giving up, for now. Between my 17 days in Dublin, limited French skills, and guests arriving this summer, we (I) couldn’t wait around to find a house that we (I) love. They do things much slower here and I feared it would be…
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It's On
The view from my kitchen window… THEY’RE HERE! (Say it in your head like that little girl in Poltergeist). Tourist season is officially on. Like Donkey Kong. (Sorry, every time I say “on like Donkey Kong”, I laugh) bisou
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Hello Lover
It is impossible to hear, “Hello Lover”, without Carrie Bradshaw’s voice in my head. It must be the same for loads of other women; hence the the award. Carrie Bradshaw = shoes. Simple math. sidebar – I saw Sex and the City 2 in Dublin twice! First with two girlfriends and we partook in the champagne…
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Friday Happy Hour
Friday and I was in a summery vacation kind of mood. Le Petit Village was buzzing with tourists (Parisians, and Belgians, and Germans… oh my!). And with the beautiful weather, it felt like I was on vacation too. Screw the ironing! We should be outside with pastis, cold beer, and rosé (if it feels like this…
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Papped
Yesterday Fifty and I got papped by some tourists while out for our walk. Tourists with the largest camera I’ve ever seen, you know, one with a crazy big lens that can be used to take photos of celebs sunbathing topless on a yacht off the coast of St Tropez. Like, one of those. This just…
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