Another week has passed with no news from the Notaire, it must only mean that everything is going smoothly!!!!! I tried to phone last Thursday, but it was a public holiday, forgot my phone on Friday and on Monday they are closed anyway, so I’ll give them a call tomorrow and find out what’s going on.
In the mean time, along with the continual work on the building site, I’ve had chance to explore Lamastre, the local market town a bit. An old mining town from years ago, a bit grim and grey but pre most industrial action, so the coal was shipped out and the area is now quite and calm, the mines closed years ago. It reminded me somewhat of Dartmouth, from the steep narrow streets lined with granite houses, though miles from the sea and rising on both sides of the valley. It’s remote here, three quarters of an hour drive to the nearest large town of any note, so it’s similar to Dartmouth in that respect too.
Spotted an interesting fence, rather a fun idea that creates a bit of character to an otherwise bland back street.
As time is moving on I am becoming increasingly anxious to get my garden planted before the summer gets underway. A challenge, I know, being hundreds of miles away from a property that is not yet mine, but I’ve done a fair amount of seed sowing this last weekend in preparation. My mad february purchase of thirty or so packets of seeds in Aldi one evening has come in handy at last, rows and rows of tiny plants are starting to appear from the compost, a mixture of vegetables and flowers, that’ll be ready to transplant within the next couple of weeks. Hopefully they won’t get too large to untangle or too stretched by being planted so close together. The whole thing is a bit of an experiment so we’ll just have to wait and see. I keep reading my permaculture gardening book and have some interesting ideas to try out once things get going. Less work and more produce - can’t be such a bad thing to try.