Hello Dear Reader,
A day in Huelgoat. I’ve sanded window window frames and painted a first coat on two windows and their frames. I’ve done so more gardening, more greenery has been taken to the dechetterie.
The little sofas are in the lounge with cushions and they’re actually really comfortable.
DB has his chop saw set up and ready to go. The posts are so we can make a fence for the fluffies so they can run around the garden. He’ll also start to make the stairs that’ll join the house to the top floor apartment to link the entire house.
We are besieged by feral cats, they look cute but they are not in good condition and I don’t fancy their chances.
Poor little kitties both have gummy eyes and snotty noses that say cat flu and they won’t make it. There are so many street cats around here that they tumble around like furry weeds. I’ve contacted a local animal charity but a local lady is feeding them and I’m not sure if they are here wild kitties or not.
It’s our village pardon this week. That’s a week long celebrations, there’s a fayre, street celebrations, mass in Breton, fireworks, Cochon grilleé, fez noz and tonight we joined the locals at one of the bars and met up with friends and laughed until our faces ached.
It’s ten thirty and the fun fair is drawing teens from everywhere and they’re having a great time. It was bright and colourful and not my cup of tea and I can hear it even though I’m home after a couple of drinks. It’s lovely to hear Huelgoat having a great time. Bonne pardon xxx
Until tomorrow,à demain,