The war on weeds is being won - for the moment.  The hot weather has almost stopped them growing and we have bought a new strimmer for me to play with, so most of the stubborn ones have been chopped down.  The (very) early part of my day is spent by watering anything and everything thats growing in the garden. the lawn we seeded is looking a little bit worse for wear with burnt patches. I hope it will green up again. My petit potager is providing us with lots of veg at the moment and Bryan is now happy because the tomatoes are ready to eat. The taste of them are so superior to anything bought in the shops. The courgette has grown a little larger than I thought it would - maybe I had better pick the rest of them a little bit sooner rather than later..

We were going to try to sneak off in the camper for a weekend (before the rest of France descended upon this area) but last Saturday was fete night here so we spent Sunday nursing our hangovers and vowing never again.....But what do you know this Friday is - yes you've guessed it "fete night"..... so we have to do it all over again. It will, no doubt, be another late night ending with a firework display to celebrate Bastille Day. The French sure know how to party.
Last year Bryan went to Carcassone for the firework display to gather stock images for our web site. The results made me wish I had gone too - until he told me how busy it was. I don't think he will be repeating the exercise this year.

We are still plodding on with the 'genoise' (the pelmet around the bottom of the roof) but it's a 5.30am start each day and it's far too hot to carry on after lunch. Afternoons are taken up with office work and post production on the pictures from the last lot of photo shoots.  We are also preparing for visits from a few of our 'little people'.  The pool, dinghy and numerous other playthings are all awaiting. Lets hope they all have a magical holiday.  I can't wait.