LOCAL HUNT DINNER

Friday night was the annual dinner of the local hunt, or chasse as it is known here.

We are in no way fans of hunting, but it is regulated over here so that only one wild boar and one deer can be killed in a season.

Having heard the menu beforehand Marie decided to wimp out as nothing appealed to her.

Still, Al bravely soldiered on and attended.

130 attended, to be fair only about a dozen or so are hunters.

Bruno lost the toss to sit next to Sophie!

Menu of Game Soup, Wild Boar Pate, Roast Boar and Venison, followed by Creme Brulee, all wine included, just 15 euros!

EARLY SPRING WINDOW BOX

The early season window boxes are in bloom.

The weather has warmed up quite nicely since the floods of last week.

THE FLOODS

So we got back from the football party at 3am to be met by next door neighbour Yves fully waterproofed up and with a spotlight.

The heavy rain and strong winds coupled with the highest tides for a number of years gave a surge to the stream and ditches that became impossible to cope.

We walked through the water which was up to our knees, but luckily it fell just short of the front door.

Next morning the waters had receded to this level.

The garage took a hit with some 9-10 inches of water.

We will be checking all our garden machinery today to assess the damage.

The waters were still deep on the road.

A large fir tree over the road had also crashed down.

This was taken 12 hours after the main flood.

The stream was now a river.

Arthur didn't know what to make it, so he just stood in it for an hour!

FOOTBALL CLUB FUNCTION

It was the annual football club Jarret Frittes night at the town hall on Saturday.

4 course supper and all you could drink for 12 euros.

The Brit table was as full as ever.

Followed by dancing till 2-30 am.

DOGS ON THE BEACH

Can it be spring already?

A glorious day on Friday, so we went down to Quatre Vaux beach to give the dogs a decent run.

The tide was high for once so the chasing of seagulls was off the menu.

SO WE WENT FOR A CHINESE

We went for an all you can eat Chinese buffet in St Malo on Wednesday.

Hell,we were stuffed.

It's nice to know the Chinese have a place to stop off and work before making the final hop to the UK, and benefits galore.

Enjoyed the meal so much, we forgot to take photos.

Managed this one picture of John Roberts in the fancy dress isle at a shop on the way back.

WABBIT. IT's A WABBIT

A husky's instinct is to search for food.

So every rabbit hole on every walk has to be investigated!