Monthly Archives: November 2010

Back road, in autumn

I’ve often written about the back road from Daglan up through St Cybranet and on to Castelnaud — my favourite route for a pleasant bike ride. The route starts just on the edge of Daglan (right at Bunny Meadows, in … Continue reading

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The games people play

As we immerse ourselves deeper and deeper into French culture (I have now burrowed down about 3.6 centimetres), we are now even tackling games. Word games. In French. I kid you not. Just last week, for example, we were invited … Continue reading

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Christmas in November, sort of

It may seem hard to believe — it’s certainly difficult for us — but the movers arrived at our home in Toronto on Monday, July 26, packed up everything we were sending to Daglan, and waved goodbye. And it may … Continue reading

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Look out — it’s a super leaf!

You may recall my post about the severe pruning that plane trees get around this time of year. I called it “Pruned it? Nearly wrecked it!” when I posted it on October 17. By now, a good many plane trees … Continue reading

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Nine ladies and a lad

This morning’s adventure was the 45-minute aqua-fitness session in the huge — and warm! — pool at the strangely named Othentic Spa, just outside Gourdon, about 25 minutes from Daglan. After the mandatory shower and a bit of a warm-up … Continue reading

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Basque in its glory

Hard to believe, but I’ve not written about a lunch at Le Tournepique (the Basque restaurant at the foot of Castelnaud, on the Dordogne’s famous Left Bank) since September 1. I hope you weren’t holding your breath! The good news … Continue reading

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Trick or treat, Daglan-style

Back in Toronto, it was pretty much a routine: 6 p.m. — little kids, sometimes even toddlers, accompanied by anxious parents; 7 p.m. — the big rush, with kids from 5 to 10 years old; 8 p.m. — the somewhat … Continue reading

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