Bonjour a ma famille et aux mes amis
My brain is swirling with the french language so I’m going to give it a rest and relate the last few days here in English.
I am sitting facing the window in my writing/living room here in the village of Allonville near Amiens. You can see both the inside and outside of my new little home at http://www.lestroisplumes.fr. It is as charming as the pictures and I have totally lucked out in choosing this place. The sun is shining today but it is chilly outside. I am looking at an tree laden down with apples, the branches resting on the ground from their burden. Piled up around me are books, pamphlets and magazines which Jacques my host has lent me. He shares my interest in the history of WW1 and arrives at my door everyday with more stuff for me to read. Apparently when I have done with the current pile there is more in the attic, including some actual WW1 newspapers! I could happily sit and read these all day, successfully avoiding actually having to write anything new. Now we have added a French lesson every day so I will have to be very disciplined to come home with lots of new chapters.
Another great distraction. . . he has now lent me a bike and I am off now to cycle to Querrieu, the next village which has some shops. My non-writing excuse is that I need some new batteries for my mouse and I am seduced by the romantic notion of cycling along a French country road, complete with basket on the front of the bike.