I am madly whipping up this little blog in between pilates and my second visit to the butchery today, escaping from the heat momentarily in our cool living room. In fact it is in these circumstances that our house actually comes into its own a bit of a freezing cold wreck for most of the year, but at 30 plus degrees freezing cold is actually what is required.
Now we are not going on holiday this year (this year, ha ha...I live in hope that we will go on holiday altogether one year) so I am sharing a picture of Salt farming in Malta where some friends of ours are on holiday at the moment and I am living their holiday through the most spectacular pictures they have posted. It is a long way from sheep farming but I think Gavin is trying to work out how we could incorporate a salt farm in Malta into our enterprise and whether we could convince the French government that we needed the grant to diversfy into providing our own salt for bacon making.................. Aaahhh we can dream.
It is the Grand Souk in Ribérac this weekend which means lots of music and dancing all weekend so the market will be lively. It is being headlined by Vanessa Paradis on Sunday night for those who don't already know. I was vaguely concerned that Number 3 did not have a clue who she was and wondered if she was as famous as The Vamps (google them). 35 years is a big age gap between a Mummy and child, she also did not know what a record was and Emily had to translate that I meant song. Well, at least I did some generation bridging with the first batch and Number 3 so they will always be there to translate. On the up side at least I know who The Vamps are, I suppose.
I digress the sheep are warming up as are the boys for some serious shearing, so the fizzy water factory will be on overtime for the next few weeks. No they don't get it over and done with in a day firstly because there are too many other things to do...... and secondly because they don't shear that quickly ;-) When they have started I will post some pics of the hairless girls always amusing as the lambs take a while to recognise them. Oh no more sleepless nights.
Happy birthday to those people with birthdays this week. You know who you are.
See you somewhere soon and some of you here sooner than you think.
I am farming sheep and goats on the Dordogne/Gironde border with my husband and our 3 children. We have an on farm butchery and sell our meat direct to the public via the markets and delivery points in our local area