Issue No. 23
Welcome to the summer! In this issue discover Dijon in Burgundy, sensational Strasbourg (and a secret speakeasy), and lovely Cognac. We'll tell you where the locals go on holiday, the secret places. Visit Versailles and the Paris Opera, Le Touquet - the "Monaco" of northern France and wild Provence. Guides, recipes and more - your trip to France without leaving home...
Welcome to the summer! In this issue discover Dijon in Burgundy, sensational Strasbourg (and a secret speakeasy), and lovely Cognac. We'll tell you where the locals go on holiday, the secret places. Visit Versailles and the Paris Opera, Le Touquet - the "Monaco" of northern France and wild Provence. Guides, recipes and more - your trip to France without leaving home...
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Around these parts people tend to get a bit carried away when the sun<br />
shines. The far north, or the north pole as those with a sense of humour in<br />
the south call where I live, isn’t as grey and wet as some make out but it’s<br />
rarely too hot to handle.<br />
Come the summer, shutters are flung open, front doors are left ajar,<br />
barbecues are fired up and boules are polished. It’s remarkable how in the<br />
winter it resembles the land of the walking dead, not a soul to be seen, then<br />
a bit of sunshine and everyone is out promenading, cutting hedges, putting<br />
out honesty boxes alongside eggs and strawberries, plums and potatoes, or<br />
nearer the coast, boxes of gleaming blue-black mussels on ice.<br />
We don’t have anything to sell. If it grows in our garden and we don’t eat it,<br />
the animals will. We do barter our relative youth and strength though. Mark is<br />
in demand with older neighbours when it comes to lifting things or carrying<br />
something from one barn to another. I am in demand when it comes to<br />
running about catching escaped animals who seem to want to run free in the<br />
sun. In return we are rewarded with excess fruit or home made wine, most of<br />
which tastes like cough medicine and makes for an effective weed killer.<br />
So if you come to a tiny village in the middle of nowhere rural France on a<br />
sunny day and see a short woman chasing a goat across a field shouting<br />
“stop you bugger”, you’ve probably found my village!<br />
Have a great summer,<br />
Bisous<br />
Janine