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We left early and arrived 4,5 hours later at Caroline's family's holiday home in Picardy, on the Somme. Tati was tired and slept a lot. Saturday we rested and then hit the road early Sunday morning, passing Paris before most souls had got up to get their croissants. Nine hours later, we pulled up in front of our door and Tati had behaved extremely well.
The rest of the story about Tati can be read on Caroline's Notes (in both Dutch and English)
A Papal visit
Married five years!!!
Due to us returning the puppy to Holland, we stayed a few days with Caroline's old friends Monique and Bart, in Breda. Not what we had planned, but a very happy alternative under the circumstances. Perry brought his laptop and managed to keep his clients happy, while Caroline went into town and worked through the list of 'things we can't find in France'. Driving back on Sunday to avoid the freight traffic, we made it home in 11 hours. We were confronted with dog biscuits, his matress and rubber toys. They were all quickly put away and we tried to get the house back to normal. There was a vacuum but also a relief. We'll get a dog, that's for sure, but we will wait and see what crosses our path and certainly won't be driving to Holland to find one again.
Picking, plucking and pressing
While there, we filled a huge basket with walnuts and watched in awe as her friend Alain prepared a dinner with over six kilos of wild mushrooms. That morning, they had walked the woods and found orange amanites de Cesar and musty, brown cèpes
Alain had us drooling and we even came away with a large doggy bag for the next day. The secret is the combination of warm soil, a little rain and a rising moon. They all came together last week. Next time around we will be off to the woods with a few carrier bags ourselves.
Until next month,
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