Thank you to all our wonderful family and friends who 'rose to the occasion', answering our pleas for help, by sending Australian items to us in France. Let me explain......
There have been many people in this village and surrounding villages who have given us so much support and help over the past months, in an endeavour to get this café/bar opened. Included in this long list are Mayors, Solicitors, Directors, Teachers and people of diverse Nationalities. All giving of their time and energy, and not asking for anything in return. Our small way of saying 'merci beaucoup' is to give something from our wonderful country. In a nutshell, we are having problems with the French Consulate in Australia acquiring our working card, which allows us to run a business here in France. The French here are doing everything they possibly can within their jurisdiction to help us 'fight the good fight'. Too long a story to go into now....... Anyway, we are very thankful for these gifts, and for them to keep coming, as there are many people to thank:) We are in the paper again, in regards to this issue! Attached is the copy.
Besides the endless meetings we have had in the past weeks, we have managed to fit in our scheduled French lesson, speak with most of the family in Australia and the UK, work in the garden, as Spring is upon us, drink coupious amounts of French wine, come to the rescue of a mature age gentlemen who fell off his horse. OK! this one I will explain.
The horse was spooked by a dog and reared, hence his rider fell to the ground. All we saw was this horse galloping across the Roman Bridge without a rider. So, as you do, we ran around the back of our house to find this man lying on the ground in the middle of the road. Panic kicked in when I realised that I might have to ring the ambulance and try and explain to them in French, what the problem was and where we were. OK! OK! think Donna...Right, I knew what to do! Banging furiously on the window of our next door neighbour Jean-Michel, and yelling come here!, come here!, was the better option (in French of course).Anyway, I then decided to go chase the horse. What I was going to do when I found him, was not in my train of thinking at that stage. YES! I can ride a horse. It is getting on the horse that I have a problem with! Anyway...Jean-Michele came to the rescue and the gentlemen was able to get in his car (thank goodness, he was not injured too much) and they went off to find the horse. My sister thought it was hillarious that all I could say to Pete was 'I will get the horse, you save the man!', considering the horse was not in sight? Well!, the man was worried about his horse!
We also managed to have our first Bar-B-Que (pictures attached), which was a classic, I made strawberry and walnut muffins and took them around the neighbourhood, Pete put his welding gear on and fixed the neighbours gate and bell, plus we met another Aussie who is here for 12 months.
Jusqu'à la semaine prochaine....(Until next week)
Peter and Donna (double click on the photos to enlarge them, and then click the left arrow at the top of the page to go back to the blog)
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