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Welcome to French Food Focus. The name describes the intent of this blog. I'll focus on food and because I live in rural France the stress will be upon French food. Not that I will limit myself to food only. There are numerous posts concerning life in France, comments on life in general and, certainly, opinions about anything that strikes my fancy.
I welcome your comments and promise to publish all of them good & bad so long as they're not offensive, pornographic or rude. 
 A note on why I moved.

 

This is our village. Our house can be seen to the left of the picture.    

     

We've decided to downsize. You can go to this website for full details:
www.campdelmas.com.

OR

If you'd like a vacation in France we rent out part of the house as a gite. Have a look here: www.camp-del-mas.com.

 

 

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February 2010

Valentine Lunch

 

Yes, the French do celebrate Valentine's day. Not as boisterously as we Yanks & Brits perhaps, but they do send cards and have a good time in general. We, Linda & I that is, always celebrate because not only should one, but its also Linda's birthday. Normally we celebrate quietly at home, but this year we decided to join a group of friends for a Sunday lunch. Its been so cold that it was nice to be getting out.

We love this restaurant. It called Le Grange de La Cros in other words the barn at La Cros. La Cros being a very small hamlet on the way to Bach. And the restaurant literally is a barn. A very charming barn it must be said, but like most barns it has some drawbacks. The one Linda was worried about was the temperature. How to dress nicely (what woman is going to look frumpy on her birthday?) and still keep warm. I think she succeeded brilliantly. Velvet trouser suit with warm tights under, several layers of I don't know what, boots with layers of socks. I was easy t-shirt, shirt, sweater & tweed jacket and and extra pair of socks under my brogues. As it turned out the barn was warm & so were we.

There were 8 of us. In this case all Brits except me as per usual. We all know Thierry the restaurant owner well having been regular patrons for several years so we got an enthusiastic greeting. Thierry speaks a wonderful form of Franglaise to us. We say; "speak French!", he says "speak English!" so we end up with a hilarious mishmash.

Sunday lunch is 19 Euros for 4 courses including wine. There are normally two choices for each course except for the cheese. Mrs. Thierry seems to cook everything herself. I've never seen any helper. We always wave and say hello through the window into the kitchen across from the barn. Anyway, the starter choices yester day were, a roasted pear with a sauce and melted blue cheese or a a 'cheese cake' with smoked salmon.

I choose the 'cheese cake' which was delicious. A thick round of Chevres cheese with chopped nuts topped with smoked salmon and on a bed of rocket with vinaigrette. Yummy. The pear was good, my friend Rob gave me a bite of his. The choices for the main course were roast cannette (baby duck) or pallet of pork (pork shoulder).

I had the pork which was nicely roasted and served with parsnips and potatoes. This was the first time I've ever been served parsnips in a French restaurant. Bravo Mrs. Thierry! The duck was done in a very rich sauce and was very tasty.

The cheese come on a large wicker platter and there are around 8-10 different cheeses to choose from. The platter is just left at the table for you to serve yourself. I had a nice selection. The local cabeque was particularly nice.

The dessert choice was a chocolate mousse type dish or a pineapple dish. Not being a chocoholic I choose the pineapple. It has been fried in butter and mixed with spices and bread chunks. Very nice indeed.

All of this took several hours and much good conversation. We solved all the world's problems several times over. Alan was driving so I could safely have an extra glass (or two) of wine. So to home and a nice nap in front of the fire. Nice day.

Happy Birthentines day Linda!

 

Too Sweet by Half

 

Possibly my most favorite dessert is lemon pie. I just love it, the tarter and more lemony the better. I've been rating lemon pies around the world for years and trying lemon pie recipes in search of the best. I rate them on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being the best possible.

My best ever, a 9.5. was at a restaurant called McArthur Park in Palo Alto, California. We used to eat there frequently when I worked in Silicon Valley. Nice place, it was a big barn like building dating from WWI. The menu was modern & good. They did very good ribs and a great Cobb Salad. Amongst their desserts was an absolutely terrific lemon pie. Very very tart and very very delicious. It was the featured item pictured on the front of their Dessert Menu. After having moved away for some time I went back for a meal; the lemon tart was still pictured on the dessert menu, but was in fact no longer available. Very disappointing!

The other day I came across a new (to me) recipe for lemon pie. It was from Lucy Vanel who does a beautiful blog with wonderful recipes. (http://kitchen-notebook.blogspot.com/2006/01/introduction.html.) She's based over in Lyon. I had to try it as it certainly was a new method that I hadn't seen before and usually Lucy's recipes are good. It was simple enough so here goes:

Ingredients:

  • 1 lot of homemade pastry
  • 1 large lemon (wash it well to remove any wax)
  • 11/2 cups sugar
  • 21/2 table spoons butter
  • 1 egg
  • 11/2 cups water

Pre Heat your oven to 275 degrees F.

  1. Cut the lemon into small pieces and remove the seeds
  2. Put the cut lemon into a deep bowl with 1/2 tablespoon of the sugar and all of the water; then puree using an immersion blender (or use a food processor)
  3. Place the mixture into a sieve over a glass or small bowl. Push the pulp so as to extract as much liquid as possible.
  4. Place the pulp, the rest of the sugar and the butter into a pan or bowl over boiling water. (a bain marie)
  5. Cook for 5 minutes or so stirring often.
  6. While this is going on roll out your pastry and arrange it in a pie tin. (about an 8 inch diameter or 2 smaller tins as you prefer) Don't forget to make a few small holes in the bottom.
  7. Remove the mixture from the heat and quickly stir in the egg.
  8. Pour the mixture into the pastry lined pie tin and place in the oven.
  9. Cook for 30 minutes or until the mixture sets.
  10. Remove from the oven and let cool before cutting.

THE RESULT!

About 6 out of 10 I'd say. Good, but too sweet and not lemony enough for my taste. I tried it again today after the pie had sat in the fridge overnight; better, but still not the best.

I'm going to try playing with this recipe as I like the simplicity and ease of making it. Perhaps I might boil down the lemon juice after it goes through the sieve. That should concentrate the lemon flavor. Add that taking out an equal amount of water. Maybe?

Meanwhile, if anybody has a contender for the 'Best Ever Lemon Pie' recipe please let me know.

 

 

Baby, Its expensive outside!

 

Well, to paraphrase the old saying it is expensive out there. Its cold as well or at least it has been for the past week or so. Nothing like what I'm reading about in the Eastern USA. Anyway, I get asked a lot about the cost of living here in France so I thought I might bring my readers up to date a bit on that subject.

Its particularly interesting right now as the dollar is making a modest comeback due to the Euro's problems with Greece, Portugal, Spain & Ireland. Unfortunately the English pound is just sitting there not doing much; still that's better than going down. Much of what I'm going to say is based upon the fact that the dollar and the pound have both depreciated fairly severely against the Euro. No question that the Euro is over valued.
The 'Big Mac Index' done every year by the Economist magazine shows that its at least 20% over valued when measured on a PPP basis. (PPP stands for Purchasing Price Parity. Fascinating if you love economics as I do, but not for this blog.)

Suffice it to say that it hurts if you live in the Euro zone and your income is in dollars & pounds as ours are. C'est la vie as they say. We don't HAVE to live here, we choose to. Still, however, its fun to complain.

OK, down to the nitty gritty- what do things cost? Well for one thing the 11 ? four course lunches I used to brag about now cost $17. Not bad, but not the $11 they used to be. Gas? Don't ask; its running around $2.00 per LITER! 8 bucks a gallon. & you thought you had it bad. Decent beef in the supermarket runs around $10 a pound. Our monthly electricity bill is around $300 per month, not to mention our gas central heating bill which was nearly $1,800 for December & January. Wine is still OK. We can get a decent red or white for about $4 a bottle. I could go on & on, but won't I think you get the picture.

A note for my British friends. I did a fairly detailed price comparison at a Sainsbury's supermarket in the UK vs. our HyperU here during our recent UK visit. I'd say that the British prices were at least 15% cheaper, maybe more. Petrol & Diesel are about the same price.

Is there a point? Not really, but I just wanted people to know how expensive thing have become. No surprises if you come for a vacation. I did enjoy complaining though.

Bottom line? We still love it here. I just hope that the Euro keeps sinking.

 

Age gap? Cultural gap?

 

I some times see things o0n the Internet that really puzzle me. I wonder if I'm just getting old. Or maybe, perhaps, I'm really losing my cultural roots. Let me cite a few examples of what I mean. (By the way I'll really welcome comments on what I'm about to say. Is it just me? Or....)

My first example is of a blog post I read just the other day (from she of the prophylactic blog). This is supposedly a blog about food, cooking and living in France. Not for the first time was was baring her soul about her husband's illness. This isn't the first time; she's gone on about him and her diabetes several times before. Now I'm as sympathetic as the next person I like to think, I can't imagine airing my private problems to the whole world. I guess I'm just too private a person for one thing and not egotistical enough to think that the world would give two hoots about my personal problems. I find it slightly disgusting to be honest. I plea for attention?

Following on from that was the fact that she got a whole ton (well, 39 or so) messages along the lines of "Poor you, how sad. Wishing you the best... ad infinitum. I have no way of knowing how many of these people actually know this lady or her husband, but I'd guess not many. Again, why would anyone send messages of a personal nature to somebody they only know via a blog on the internet. I just don't get it.

Which leads me to Facebook. This great cultural phenomenon leaves me cold. I just can't see why anybody would put all this personal information out there for the world to see. Then I just can't see why anybody would bother to read it. If I want to communicate with my friends there are plenty of ways I can do it; I can actually talk to them face to face, I can talk to them on the phone (with or without video camera). I can send them emails and I can even send them snail mails. All of which I can do privately. I don't need to let perfect strangers know my thoughts & actions, nor do I assume that they give a damn anyway. Again, I just don't get it.

Finally, I find Twitter more ridiculous than Facebook. I can see it as a teen age fad, but from what I read supposedly adult people are engaging in Twits (pun intended)

Maybe it really is just old age creeping up on me. I've always thought that I was a pretty good communicator, but this stuff is more like 'stream of consciousness'  The keyboard has replaced the shrink's couch. Cheaper I guess.

Please comment if you like, but not via Facebook or via a tweet.

 

January 2010

Simple Soup

 

Another dismal day weather wise. Some good stuff though.

Lo & behold the local Hypermarket got in some Irish beef. Whoopee! Those of you who have followed this blog for a while will know that although I like most things French beef isn't one of them. The French seem to prefer their beef with no marbling and no aging in other  words - tough. Every so often the markets get in some British or Irish beef which is far more to our taste. (fortunately, the French have this law which makes sure that all meats & vegetables must be marked with their country of origin. Makes it easy to tell,) Not only is it to our taste, but its usually cheaper than French beef. These were bone in rib steaks about a kilo in weight each. Priced at 9.50 Euro per kilo they were a bargain. We bought 4 for the freezer.

The other good thing was mushroom soup for dinner. I love good mushroom soup and its very easy to make. If you are reading this early enough in the day where you are to shop. why not go out & buy the simple ingredients you need and make it for dinner tonight. If not that make it for lunch or dinner tomorrow.

Here's how you make it. You need: 1/4 pound lardons (if you can't get lardons then take a quarter pound of smoked bacon and cut it into thin strips); about 1 oz butter; 1 pound of plain white mushrooms; 1/8 to 1/4 pound dried wild mushrooms (ceps, bulots, porcini, morels or the like or a mixture), 2 quarts (American) of vegetable stock and about 8 oz full cream.
Place the dried mushrooms into a bowl and cover with warm water, then put the lardons in a deep pot & fry while you cut up the white mushrooms. When the mushrooms are cut up add the butter to the pot, let melt then add all of the white mushrooms. Cook with high heat stirring frequently until the mushrooms start to give off their water. When this happens put in the dried mushrooms and their water, stir & cook for a minute or two then add the stock all at once. Bring this to a boil then turn the heat way down and in an immersion mixer to pur? the  soup. (if you don't have an immersion mixer use a food processor or blender. If you don't have either of those either then chop both the white & dried mushroom up very finely before the cooking process). Once pureed add the cream, stir and adjust seasoning if necessary.

That's it. Delicious, low in calories (well Ok the cream doesn't help.) and inexpensive because you don't use a lot of the expensive types of mushrooms. Serve with some really good bread. We had some of the no knead bread. I made a new loaf today just to try the recipe again.

If you make this please let me have your verdict.

 

 

 

If at first you don't succeed...

 

Tried the bread again yesterday. This time it was a great success. Light, crusty and delicious.

Here's what I did.

  • Bought some whole grain flour at the supermarket. It seemed a nice mix of whole wheat flour with rye and grains in it. About two bucks for around 5 pounds.
  • Bought some new dry instant yeast just to be sure. It was the same brand as before so in the end I didn't use the new stuff.
  • Proved the yeast before mixing it in this time. I simply put a few ounces of warm water with a small amount of sugar into a glass, poured in the dry yeast and gave it a stir. Within 5 minutes the mixture was beginning to foam a bit so I knew my yeast was active.
  • Mixed 3 cups of the flour with  1&1/2 cups of water (I poured the yeast water in as part of the measurement) and a generous pinch of salt.
  • Stirred until the mixture came together into a blob. It seemed a bit wet to me so I added a few more table spoons of flour and mixed that in.
  • Covered the bowl with cling film and let it sit in a warm place for about 4 hours. Given my previous failure I checked every so often to make sure the dough was rising. It was.
  • Oiled a sheet and put the dough on it then shaped it into a rough  flattened ball. Covered with cling film again & let sit for about 30 minutes while:
  • The oven heated to 450 F with the bread container in it. The container can be anything the has a lid and will take the heat. I used my big heavy bottomed stockpot.
  • After the 30 minutes I gingerly and carefully removed the pot from the oven and dumped the dough in. Put the lid back on & stuck it back into the oven.
  • Another 30 minutes and I removed the lid to let the loaf brown. (It was already browning.)
  • Roughly 30 more minutes and out it came. Looked good although not as large a loaf as I'd thought I might get.
  • Carefully took the loaf out and onto a cooling rack.

We probably should have waited longer, but didn't as the bread looked good and smelled good. So I cut a couple of slices off. Delicious! Light and delicious. Linda loved it. In fact we forwent what we had planned for dinner and had bread & cheese then bread & jam instead.

Great recipe and very easy. I'll just prove the yeast in future just to be sure. We'll also try some variations.

Have a go. Its easy, cheap and good.

 

 

 

Doldrums

 

The January doldrums; they seem to happen every year. The holidays are over, the bills are in, the weather's lousy and, inevitably, we both have colds. Mine's almost over, but Linda's in full spate. h well at least we don't seem to have the flu. Our friend Jean is in the hospital with and a severe chest infection.

Anyway, the weather has brightened up a bit. There's sun and the temperature is up to about 50F (9C).

I decided to try and make bread yesterday. Disaster! Why do I bother to make bread in France? Just stupid I guess. This was a no knead recipe I'd read a lot about. You can find it in the NY Times. Just flour, salt, instant yeast and water. Mix them together until they form a mass then let rise for several hours. Only mine didn't; rise that is. Bad yeast? Maybe. I went ahead anyway. I rolled the dough out onto an oiled surface, turned it onto itself and was ready for it to go into the oven.
As per directions I'd heated my oven to 450F and put my pot into it. (here was a problem, finding an 8 quart pot that would take that kind of heat and had a cover. Eventually I used my old Cassoulette pot.) Anyway I carefully took the very hot pot out of the oven & put the bread dough into it and covered it. Back into the oven for 1/2 hour then took the lid off so the bread could brown.
Well, it still didn't rise one little bit. Tasted good though. Once it cooled Linda sliced it for toast.

Why toast? Because we were having home cured bacon and eggs for dinner. Our friend Rob had taken advantage of a sale and bought us a large piece of belly pork then he'd salted it to make bacon. (Amongst his many other jobs Rob learned to be a master butcher). He brought it over the other day. Most of it is in the freezer, but we kept a big piece out. Delicious!
The bacon with fresh eggs from another friend were great and the toast wasn't bad either.

Seemed a bit strange, but I had a glass of red wine with my bacon & eggs. Linda being more traditional had tea.

I'll try the bread again, but I'll prove the yeast next time.

In any case it helped lift the doldrums.

 

Comfort Food

 

Even though its warmed up and the snow has all melted its still winter and we need something to keep us warm. Good old comfort food fills the bill so that's what we're having for lunch tomorrow. Everybody probably has their own favorite comfort foods, but what we're having tomorrow is a selection of our favorites. We have two local friends coming over plus an American wine merchant who we've never met before. He's a friend of our friend Scott Parisot. (Scott has visited a few times tracing his family history. With a name like Parisot this has got to be the place, right?)

Before I get into the food I'd like to tell you about an experience I had today. I went to Caylus to buy some vegetables for tomorrow and on the way home I stopped up at Paul's to buy some wine. He was a bit slow in coning, but when he did he asked if I'd like to see something. Although I wasn't quite sure what it was he wanted to show me I said yes and we set off across one of his fields. On the other side was what looked like a chicken coop at first glance. It was actually a trap for foxes. There was a live rooster in the middle with a cage at either end. When the fox enters the cage he steppes on a flap which closes the door behind him. Sure enough there was a fox in the trap. He was unharmed and absolutely beautiful. His coat was glossy and he was in excellent shape. I don't think Paul had the heart to kill him, but I suspect he'd get a hunter up to do the deed, after all the fox had eaten 15 of Paul's chickens. Such is country life.

Back to food. We'll start with Carrot cumin soup. Here's the recipe:

  1. 2 pounds of carrots
  2. A medium sized potato
  3. A medium sized onion
  4. a tablespoon of ground cumin
  5. Salt
  6. Olive oil
  7. Six cups of good chicken stock

Method:

  • Clean & peel all the vegetables
  • Heat the olive oil in a large pot then saut? all of the vegetables for about 5 minutes.
  • Add the chicken stock and simmer until the veggies are soft.
  • Using an immersible blender or your food processor puree until smooth.
  • Add the cumin, salt & pepper to taste.
  • Serve hot with croutons.

This soup is easy, wonderful and filling.

We'll follow that with roast belly pork. Cooking the belly pork is easy. Just cut through the skin at about quarter inch intervals, then add some salt and cut one onion per person in half. Place the pork cut side up with the onion underneath in a roasting pan then roast at about 180- 200 degrees F for 3 more more hours. Near the end turn on the grill portion of your oven to crisp up the skin. Watch carefully as its easy to burn the skin if you're not careful. When done cut into slices along the lines you cut through the skin.

We're going to serve this with the roast onions, Lyonaise potatoes and green beans, but any selection of hearty vegetables will work equally well.

Dessert is going to be a Tarte Tatin. There's a recipe somewhere on this blog or I can recommend Julia Child's recipe. If in doubt email me & I'll happily find a copy of the recipe for you.

Since our American guest is a wine merchant we're looking forward to what he may bring. And just in case of need we're prepared to dip into what I bought today from Paul.

I'm trying not to think about the fate of that fox.

 

 

For Sale by Owner

 

That's right. We're selling our house. Actually, its been for sale for some time, but I haven't mentioned it here on the blog. Since the article in International Living was published there have been a lots of hits on this blog and a few e-mails asking about the house.

So, if you would like to have a look go to:   www.campdelmas.com.

This is the website that I put together for selling the house. Its pretty comprehensive, but we'd be happy to answer any questions anybody has.

The first question that's always asked is, what is the Price and secondly, why are you selling. Well, we're selling because we want to downsize. This house at over 3000 square feet plus a large garden and a swimming pool which has become more work than Linda or I want to do. We would like a much smaller place that's more easily maintained. Part of the house only gets used when we have gite customers plus lots of family visits, but it needs to be kept up all year round. I'm 72, nearly 73, and Linda is nearly 62 and we've both decided that we'd like to do things other than keeping a large house in tip top shape.

The next question we get asked is "where will you move to?" The honest answer is that we'll decide once the house is sold. The most likely scenario is that we won't move far at all. Probably less than 5 miles. We love this area and have made many good friends here so have no real incentive to move out of the area. If we can find the right plot we may even have a house built to our specifications. The idea of a small modern house is appealing, but on the other hand we'll look at some local cottages as they do have a lot of charm. Once this house is sold we'll have a close look at what's available and make a decision. Luckily for us we have several friends who will happily rent us a place locally while we look.

The website above and our website for the gite (www.camp-del-mas.com.) have a lot of information about this wonderful area of France. One would look hard to find a better place to live all things considered. As a place to retire to its very hard to beat. We're also, increasingly, finding younger people moving to the area; they telecommute or run business from home or are crafts people of various types. They enjoy all of the attractions of the area plus finding it a great place to raise their children in a sane and safe society.

So, have a look. Spread the word. Its a great house in a wonderful location. There's even an incentive. You can save 5% off the price by buying directly from us without an agent in between. This is the commission we'd normally pay if we sold via an agent.

Here's just a couple of pictures to whet your appetite.

 

 

Front of the house with the village in the background.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One end of the living room showing the fireplace with wood burning stove.

The whole of this room is nearly 700 square feet.

 

 

Home Again - Barely

 

Well, we made it home from England Saturday night, but just barely. I'll talk about our very enjoyable trip to England and Scotland in future posts. This post, however, is about our travel adventures. They started on December 22ond and ended on January 8th.

Those of you who live in Europe or have been following the news will know that the weather during the period has been unprecedented; lots of snow and freezing all over Europe. Just when we chose to travel in our rear wheel drive car some 3000 plus kilometers. Our excuse is that we didn't know it would be that way that long.

Still, we were very lucky as we managed to miss most of the really bad driving conditions.

We started off just after the snow had melted at home and drove through the night up to Calais. It was cold especially North of Paris, but the roads were clear. We were able to get an earlier channel tunnel crossing. (by then all the fuss about the Eurostar trains was over) This turned out to be a very good thing as it put us on the M25 around London earlier than the commute hour. There was lots of slush on the road, but the traffic wasn't bad. Past London the M4 was bad, but again not too much traffic and we were able to chug along at a reasonable rate. The secondary road from Swindon to Chichester was snowy, but OK as they had gritted it. The steep hill down into Stroud was much better than anticipated. And so we arrive at Linda's daughter's house safely after about 12 hours of driving.

We had a wonderful Christmas and performed the families traditional Boxing day walk with X-mas cake & sherry up on the downs in the snow & ice.

On to Menston near Leeds. No driving problems at all. We stopped on the way to visit Linda's brother for a cup of tea and excellent home made mince tarts before arriving at our sister & brother in laws house. We had a nice quiet time. Linda stocked up on her stuff & I hit pay dirt at St Gemmas charity shop. Hundreds of used books at 50p each. I really stocked up. New Year's was fun and w only had to walk 50 yards down to the neighbor's for dinner. I got a great beef hit with a superb Beef Wellington that Tony had done.

Our challenge now was to make it up to Scotland. There'd been more snow & cold weather, but the reports weren't too bad. As it turned out once we made it over to the M6 motorway everything was clear and there was virtually no traffic. Glasgow was easy except for major roadwork's and so onto Callander. Once past there we called ahead as we knew there was no way we'd get up the single track road to the hotel. We parked at the head of the valley & Rob came & got us in the Range Rover. Good thing as on the way in we had to rescue another wedding guest who had a car just like ours. She just couldn't get up the hill, too much wheel spin. We had a great dinner that night and a nice, but cold walk in the morning. The wedding was that afternoon OUTDOORS! It was a beautiful location what with the lochs & the mountains. It was cold, but clear and there was a roaring fire and hot drinks being served. Much more on the wedding later.

Our drive back to Menston was, thank goodness, uneventful. Next day we headed for Sandwich. The main motorways were OK & traffic wasn't bad. The problems started as we neared Sandwich and got off the main roads. There was quite a bit of ice on the road. We made it and were warmly received by our good friends. We had planned to stay two nights, but the weather forecasts were getting worse & worse. So we decided to head home a day early. We left about 07:00 which as it turned out was a good thing as the police closed many roads around Sandwich because of ice & drifting snow in the high winds. It was a bit scary, but we made it to the tunnel OK.

We had already decided to take the long way home via Bordeaux. This avoids the high hills down the center of France from Limogne onwards. Its longer (1100km), but lower. This ploy worked well as the roads were clear even though the temperature was just below freezing all the way. As expected our problems started as we headed West after Bordeaux. Once past Agen on the A62 motorway we started hitting snow; it was both on the road & in the air. We toddled along at a reasonable rate. Eventually we came up behind a snow plow which was spreading grit & salt so we. and several other cars, followed him at 35 miles per hour until we reached our turn off ay Montauban.

Montauban was OK and all was well until Caussade. In Caussade it didn't look as if they'd even tried to clear the roads, but we made it through to Septfonds. Past Septfonds there is a long fairly steep hill which I had been dreading. We barely made it up. I was doing my best to balance forward motion against wheel spin and succeeded by the skin of our teeth. After that the road is pretty straight & flat until Caylus. At Caylus you have to go down a steep hill through the town then back up another steep hill. I really was anticipating that we'd never make it up the hill. Thank goodness for trucks & gritters they'd cleared the road enough for us make it up. We didn't exactly sail up, but we made it with no real difficulty.

We now only had about 8km to go and the road is straight & flat. It was very very slippery, but no problem. We reached our village and slowly eased our way down the hill to home.

Linda was greatly relieved; I was exhausted, our house sitters were amazed that we'd made it and Rupert was delirious with joy at our being home.

What a journey. I just can't believe how lucky we'd been with the roads & driving. As far as I know this has been the worst sustained spell of weather for many a year in Europe. But, between the driving adventures we had a great time with family & friends.

More tales soon in future posts.