Une Ville Belle

Just over four weeks ago we left a grey and rainy Portsmouth on the ferry for a summer in France. We had our bikes strapped (precariously!) to the newly fitted bike rack and a few suitcases containing a capsule wardrobe for us both. The rest of belongings, including our beautiful little beast, Bam-Bam the rabbit were at my in-laws house, in their no longer so spacious garage (not the rabbit, don't worry!)

The plan such as it was and still is, is to spend a few months not working. My husband has just finished his retraining for a new career and has a job lined up for a years time and I had finished a fixed term job that was to get us through till the end of his course when we would be moving down south. But then with the summer stretching out in front of us and a bit of money saved we decided to throw caution to the wind and not get jobs straight away. The thought was at first terrifying and then amazingly exciting.

So here we are in the South of France. Part of our summer will be spent decorating, DIYing and generally getting things sorted for my in-laws house in France and the other part will be travelling, eating, drinking, sightseeing and learning French. So far I have done a bit of both, some with more success than others...