Yes, we liked it here. Lot’s!
Away from the crush of Paris, we found the fresh air and warm hospitality invigorating. Thanks to a translation app on the iPad, we enjoyed conversing with Fabienne, Olivier and their delightful children, who slowly got their head around the idea that these strangers were okay, although really dumb and not knowing how to speak properly.
Olivier had fallen through a roof a week before we arrived and was laid up with broken wrist, and a broken pelvis, nasty. Fabienne, who is related to Virginie as a distant cousin, was a whirl of energy, with early starts for the children and her own work five days a week.
We also visited Olivier’s parents farm where they milk 60 cows twice each day. It was interesting to see the intensive style of farming, the big barns for winter houses for the animals, and the trouble they go to to manage water (too much). Pretty much the opposite of Perth.
Kerry wants to buy the empty farm house across the road!