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Gloomy but beautiful walk along the Rhone #lifeinfrance #rhonealpes #france #riverrhone

That is an actual lizard toasting himself by the wood burner, right where the cats usually lie... . #lifeinfrance #countryliving #lizardintruder #unwelcomesquatter #rescuemission

Too wet to eat outside? Not a problem for my Chou, who has perfected the arts of sitting room picnics (complete with picnic basket and blanket) and bribery negotiations - going to school to play with his friends whilst his sister endures housework and trips to Carrefour at home with me is proving to be one of life's more barbaric injustices... . . #indoorpicnic #bribe #negotiation #toowettogoout #lifeinfrance #preschoolproblems

Light at the end of the tunnel (or kitchen...) . . Our back kitchen (the previous owner's sitting room) has been my renovation Everest. This is largely my chisel-wielding husband's fault. Finding it impossible to resist peaking behind "new" (as in more recent than the 1700s) walls, he has, over the past five years, ripped out theee plaster board walls and one raised wooden floor - in this room alone - after taking a little look with his chisel and a torch and becoming excited about the crumbling, sloping walls underneath. This has made decorating the kitchen extremely time-consuming. . The end (with its metaphorical light) now finally appears to be in sight. After the serious patching-up and painting of three walls, knocking a doorway though a third (and repointing it), replacing the wood burner and tiling the floor (which was a race against time since our son had just started to crawl at the time), I am starting to hope that we may actually finish this room. As for the increased actual light, as.much as I would love to take credit with my questionable pointing skills, I suspect two further dooeways that we had knocked through between this room and the garden probably had something to do with it. . Of course, my husband now has plans to meddle with the ceiling, but that's a problem for another day! . . #renovations #diy #pointing #decorating #kitchen #woodburner #lifeinfrance

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