Friday, December 29, 2017

A Small Retreat...

I like to think that I am creating a home where my family and friends feel welcome to come to laugh and play, to eat and drink, to sleep, to rest, relax and recharge...

We hosted Christmas dinner here this year and would have been thirteen at the table, had not a couple of friends suffered broken bones in falls just before the festive season began, but eleven was still enough for me to cater for and I admit to having found it a tad stressful, especially when three guests arrived two hours early and had to be gently turned round and sent away again, and one person, who shall remain nameless, insisted on standing next to me as I panicked over the gravy, to lecture me on aspects of French law.

But once I sat down to dinner that was all forgotten, especially when we opened the fizz.

And now The Ragazza has returned to England, we drove her to St Malo to catch the Brittany Ferries sailing to Portsmouth yesterday, and The Ragazzo has elected to remain here for another week, a week of yoga and meditation, walks on the beaches and collecting seashells, and healthy food and early nights and quiet reading sessions in front of the fire...



The kind of way I live my life here, in fact.

It is so important to switch off the tech and to withdraw from the hustle and bustle sometimes.
N'est-ce pas?


1 comment:

gz said...

It is good to clear the mind and relax...and be constructive.

Enjoy, both of you xx