• A look around the Perigord region

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    WHILST I was out around the area this goat, stood on a box, was spotted not sure what he was doing but he looked cool about it all.

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  • Leaping out of London life

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    HOURS spent commuting and a new baby daughter were the reasons behind a young British couple’s decision to head to France.

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  • Converting an old French farmhouse

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    TURNING a run down old farmhouse into a beautiful home and business is the ideal for many people keen to move to France.

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  • Packing your PETS passport

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    ENSURING that their pet is able to travel into France will be high on the ‘to do’ list for many families.

    The Pet Travel Scheme (PETS) has been running since February 2000 and it is vital that you follow and understand the different steps you must take.

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  • Football training, French style

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    I TURNED and skied a shot high over the bar – I was finally playing football in France and loving every minute of it.

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  • A taste of Périgord Noir

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    THE area of the Dordogne I am in is known as the Périgord Noir and is a landscape of forests and river valleys.

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  • The living art of Zadkine

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    RUSSIAN born sculptor Ossip Zadkine made his home in the small village of Les Arques, in the Lot region of France.

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  • A wing of beauty

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    WALKING through the wood this afternoon I spotted a butterfly wing lying on the path.

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  • A day of remembrance in the village

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    ARMISTICE Day is remembered with equal reverence in France as it is in the UK.

    Villefranche du Périgord marked 11 November with a ceremony of touching simplicity outside its mairie, the town hall.

    By late morning a small crowd had gathered close to the war memorial which is at the head of the village close to the post office.vdup_memorial1110.jpg

    Children were selling small badges, le Bleuet de France, worn in a similar fashion to the poppy in the UK.

    Then the fire service arrived in their engine and two police officers also arrived in the gendarmerie car.

    Two tricolores were then brought forward and walked to the war memorial where local school children had gathered to read out the names of the soldiers who had died in the two world wars.

    There were ten children and each walked up to the microphone, read out 3 or 4 names and then went back to their classmates stood at the side of the square.

    The local paper, Sud Ouest, led on the fact that there were only 36 surviving soldiers from the first world war in France, the youngest being 101 and the oldest 106.

    It also highlighted an internet site that has been set up which can be searched and contains over 1.3 million names of French soldiers killed in the 1914-18 war.

    The ceremony in Villefranche was brought to a close with a short speech and then the playing of the French national anthem.

    What I thought was important was the part that the school children played, not only did they pay their respects, they also ensure that Armistice Day will always be marked.

  • Taking pot shots at a sanglier

    IN a strange irony on Armistice Day, hunters and their dogs shattered the peace around my house.
    hunters1110.jpgI was at Jean Marc’s boulangerie collecting some old pieces of wood he had put to one side that I could use on the fire, when shots rang out across the valley.
    Running up and down the road and through the woods at the back of the boulangerie were four hunters with their hounds in tow.
    Although I wasn’t able to see what they were shooting at it was most probably a wild boar, or sanglier.
    They were armed with high powered rifles and shot guns and they did not hold back in the pursuit of their prey – or concern for property.
    “They just run through your land with their dogs,” Jean Marc said as one of the blokes fell over the electric fence he had put up.
    I wondered if the boar is sold, but no, “they just eat it,” said Jean Marc.
    Another volley of shots were let off as we all ducked behind the cars and buildings, the woods were that dense you were not sure which way they were shooting.
    Then the dogs started howling and barking as the hunters scrambled off through the trees and splashed through the stream in hot pursuit.