Friday, 29 June 2012

Spain -in the hills near Suria

Spent a great 2 weeks here getting to grips with the huge garden Pat and Val, our helpx hosts had.
Check out the wild life we came across.



A harmless snake just basking in the sun..... All the same made me jumpy for the rest of the day. Every little thing that touched me unexpectedly made me leap!




- this little fellow was on our basin, two floors up. He then jumped off onto the floor and hopped to the window and sprang outside onto the vine. He certainly knew how to come in and out safely.





Some of the many butterflies in the garden. A bit of a distraction from all the weeds.







A lesser known garden inhabitant " strimmer Kiwanis " easily identified by the grey outer coating and the orange head!


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Wednesday, 6 June 2012

Arras

House sitting job over and we have a week until we are expected in Spain for a helpx job.
So..... East we go. More or less following the front line from WW1 across France.

First stop Arras.
The Battle of Arras was a British offensive during the First World War. From 9 April to 16 May 1917, British, Canadian, New Zealand, Newfoundland, and Australian troops attacked German defences near the French city of Arras on the Western Front.




The memorial dedicated to the NZ tunnelers.



The Arras region is chalky and was easily excavated; under Arras itself is a vast network of caverns and underground quarries. They devised a plan to add new tunnels to this network so that troops could arrive at the battlefield in secrecy and in safety. The scale of this undertaking was enormous: in one sector alone four Tunnel Companies (of 500 men each) worked around the clock in 18-hour shifts for two months. Eventually, they constructed 20 kilometres of tunnels, graded as subways (foot traffic only); tramways (with rails for hand-drawn trolleys, for taking ammunition to the line and bringing casualties back from it); and railways (a light railway system).

The bulk of the work was done by New Zealanders. We visited the Carriere Museum and went down into one of the tunnels that is open to the public. Some are named after towns and cities from New Zealand. The one that was part of the tour was the Wellington Tunnel.







Just before the assault the tunnel system had grown big enough to conceal 24,000 men, with electric lighting provided by its own small powerhouse, as well as kitchens, latrines, and a medical centre with a fully equipped operating theatre.





Thousands of soldiers were billeted in the tunnels for eight days prior to the start of the Arras offensive on 9 April 1917. At 05:30 that morning, exits were dynamited to enable the troops to storm the German trenches. The Germans were taken by surprise and were pushed back 11 km. This counted as an extraordinary success by the standards of the time. However, the offensive soon bogged down and it was eventually called off after casualties reached 4,000 a day.

As you could imagine it was a very sobering place. The guides that were there the day we toured we're very interested that we came from New Zealand as they had just had several dignitaries from NZ there for the wreath laying ceremony commemorating the end of World War 1.





During World War II, the tunnels were re-opened to serve as air raid shelters. They were sealed again in 1945 and were largely forgotten until their rediscovery in 1990.




Sunday, 20 May 2012

Look at the title of the book!

It's Sunday afternoon and we are rushed off our feet.



PS

The title is BIRDS

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Our bunch of kitties here in Embry





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Friday, 18 May 2012

Ian mowing the lawn you say ! It's a ride-on !




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Location:France

Out and about in Pays de Calais Nord

While taking our cat sitting job seriously, we have had plenty of time to explore the region we are living in.

This is a farming area and everywhere you look there are multicolored fields in various stages of growing crops. As we wend our way through the back roads with the aid of our trusty GPS we usually come across at least 10 tractors of various dimensions with all sorts of equipment on the back.
We have learnt to have our lunch between 12 - 2 as this is when the farmers are all making a bee- line for home and food. Likewise after 6 and they are all traveling back home. It is sometimes very hard to pass on these tiny back roads, some don't even appear to be roads, more like a driveway!

Yesterday we came across the most beautiful village and stopped for crepes in a cafe/restaurant overlooking the river and the old mill.
Mmmmm nothing like it..... Oh and a glass of red.



Views like this every day.


Believe it or not this is..... A road.




Whew all this relaxing sure takes it out of you.....( Spot the pastry)

Location:France

Thursday, 17 May 2012

Sunny France


In a moment of inspiration we have taken a house-sitting post in Embry, Pas de Calais, France for 5 weeks. It is in the region of the Somme and so has many historical sites from the two world wars. Having lived here I can appreciate the battlefields of the Somme (especially the mud) and the military difficulties.

The 36 hour bus trip from Lisbon to Embry wasn't as bad as expected. The latin lifestyle of late-to-bed, rise by lunchtime was rather wearing. We didn't stop for dinner until 10 and the "in-flight" movie didn't start until 11. It was classic American slapstick crap dubbed in Portugese with the sound up loud. Despite that I slept for at least 6 hours although Marg was not that lucky. We had a whole heap of food with us which was lucky as a coffee was Euro 2.65. We had to wait for a few hours in Gare du Nord, the dodgiest railway station in all Paris playing "spot the bag snatcher". It's amazing how long a single coffee can be made to last just to enjoy a seat out of the wind. Still mighty cold, we have been thankful for having down jackets almost everywhere because the weather has been unseasonably cold.  We saw one guy being marched out hancuffed to a gendarme with the other 3 gendarmes carrying his cargo of what looked like shopping bags of marijuana.

We are staying with a kiwi couple who have washed up here. Annette & Geoff are a couple of entrepreneurs whose business is to take bright software ideas to market. In the very small world in which we live, we have friends in common. Our job is to love and care for 5 cats while they are away for a month. In a huge house such as this, even finding all 5 can be a mission. Since cats are not team players, each has an area of preference and there is a small common area centred on the food bowls. But of course only certain combinations of cats can occupy the food area simultaneously. The cats are all definite personalities. One of them gets absolutely ecstatic when stroked, she wiggles and squirms and throws herself around until eventually exploding and biting the stroker!

The house we are staying in is rather extensive. We sleep in the gite but spend most of the day in the main house.
A view from the road. We sleep in the gite which is the nearest building with the 3 skylights


Most of the time we spend in the main house. The gite is on the left and the main house and stables on the right





This is a view of the sunny afternoon side (where the wine gets drunk). We live on the ground floor (well some of it) and the cats have exclusive use of the upper floor where there are offices and the owner's bedroom/bathroom etc


We  have bought a car, a 2000 Citroen Xsara 1.9 Diesel that I picked  up in England. We had always planned to buy a car but living 15km from the nearest shops spurred us on. I cadged a lift with a Brit from the village (over on the chunnel for nix) and then stayed the night in Rye. Spent the day buying the car, extracting money from English banks, buying the mandatory equipment for France and then ferrying back via Dunkirk. Definitely a longer term plan for saving money since insurance was £550 on top of £940 car + ferry + equipment. At least we now have transport sorted for the next year (new MOT, tax disk).
Les Citroen (hopefully not Citron)
Luckily there are a few minor items to be sorted on the car so I have been fiddling about and buying a few bits on e-bay. Noise in front suspension was as-suspected and cheap to fix, cleaned all the door seals which fixed a minor boot leak, cleaned out the scuttle of the cyprus foliage, oil + filter, airfilter.
Ian in his natural habitat, cooking on a primus and drinking coffee. Note the low-maintenance hair style.

Rolling fields of rape seed on the plains above our valley.