jeudi 18 septembre 2014

A mystery in the village....

We all stood in silence at the village war memorial in the lashing rain watching as our new mayor  performed a tree- planting ceremony. This new, large addition situated on the outskirts of the village was to commemorate the American soldiers who had lost their lives here in Normandy following D-Day in June 1944

All seemed to be going well; a number  of  'monsieurs' assisted the Mayor to plant the new tree whilst quite a few 'madames' stood huddled together picking fault with their work muttering under their breath "it's not straight",  "it needs a bigger hole",   etc, etc.

There then followed a celebration in the village hall - and the  wine flowed. A good time was had. All was well with the world.

But.................the next morning - tragedy.

The tree had completely disappeared!!!

Had it been stolen?

Did someone not like the new mayor?

Did someone fancy a new tree on their driveway?

Was it only on loan!

I shall keep you updated with any news.

"Treegate" is now well under way!

A la prochaine mes belles

mardi 16 septembre 2014

To whom it may concern.....

I am still working my way through the boxes from the attic clearance and have just unpacked an old chemist pharmacie bottle filled with a strange blue powder that showered all over me.

Should I expire before teatime can someone please feed Sir Digbert for me?

However if I have two heads and can speak in!!!!

Hopefully .....a la prochaine mes belles


dimanche 14 septembre 2014

Just let me truffle.....

A wonderful house call yesterday brimming with 18th and 19th century treasures.

I shall be starting to photograph and list it tomorrow but for today I am simply in heaven truffling through the boxes.

Sir Digbert is fine and my pumpkin is growing, so all is well at the chateau!!

A la prochaine mes belles

samedi 13 septembre 2014

And you think I am demented?

Received today a little note from a recent guest at a dinner party......

Dear Countess

Thank you so much for the lunch yesterday it was simply
 chateau delicious. I especially loved the steak pie, that was a true feat of culinary excellence. The surroundings
 in the chateau marquee were equally impressive. The 
structure appeared at first sight to be quite simple, but
once inside one was cast into a world which illustrated the opulence and confidence of chateauesque entertaining. The table, so loving laid, had a delicious flowing sculptural quality with its inventiveness and execution of display. The whole effect was one of sumptuous opulence, with a touch of playful frivolity. The cutlery and porcelain, so painstakingly arranged had a stunning repertory of symmetry and style, I straightaway noticed a sense of movement, almost liquid in the way each element teased the eye when viewed along the length of the banqueting table. The food, of course was splendid, each course in its own way celebrating the triumph of French chateau cuisine. with, at times, an English posh pub twist- very clever that.  When finally the desert arrived, the ice cream sundae said it all- a broad statement of change from our normal simple food to the very best that the top echelons of society can offer. In short, the nosh was great- thanks

...and now you know why I am daft! It`s my friends fault!!!

vendredi 12 septembre 2014

A huge relief...


It has been a frantic couple of days as my beloved Sir Digbert Fanshaw Brownshaw had to have surgery.

At 14 years old there was a risk for him but it had to be done.

Needless to say I cried all the way to the surgery to deliver him, cried all day he was away and then cried with relief when we collected him! Yes I know........get a grip woman!

He is full of stitches but so perky you wouldn`t believe!

That`s my boy.

Have a wonderful weekend mes belles.

I have a house call to do that promises to be full of treasures....I shall keep you posted/

A la prochaine


mercredi 10 septembre 2014

Simply Chateau is pleased to announce....

After throwing down the gauntlet to all our friends to see who could grow the biggest pumpkin by Halloween  I have been receiving photographs of their huge yellow and orange specimens all ready for the competition evening.

After planting my seeds along with everyone else I had lots of foliage but no pumpkin at all.

Everyday I have visited the plants, checked , watered, fed, prodded, pampered, sung, wailed in dismay and as a last resort gave them a team talk about production and giving their all for the chateau reputation.

Finally I am pleased to announce the arrival of my specimen. It has been a long painful process and as you will see from the photographs he appears to be "green" and not yellow. I am not even sure he is a pumpkin at all and I am slightly worried he may be a courgette!

However, despite his unusual appearance he shall be greatly loved and cosseted and he shall be called "WINNER"!!!

He has a few weeks to grow huge!!!

Watch this space mes belles


dimanche 31 août 2014

Sunday truffling.....

Our Local History Society opened a pop-up shop at a nearby village vide grenier today.

It was textile heaven; definitely my favourite haunt of the day. I didn`t know where to start. 

The window display was full of 1920s, 30s and 40s hats.

Everything had been painstakingly labelled and priced and those wonderful ladies must have worked SO hard to get the goods from the old closed down shop ready.

Linens, lace, period costume,  gloves, old Paisley shawls, fragments of needlepoint, textile morceaux, old cottons and threads, 1940s shoes......the list goes on.

They had also cleared out and put up for sale some fancy dress clothing which had been saved from 
numerous village carnivals over the years - and the ladies from the society giggled like school girls as they transformed Mark into Toulouse Lautrec - or was it, perhaps, Abraham Lincoln!

It was a very very long day but my truffled hoard is wonderful. Now this coming week I have to photograph and list it all.

A la prochaine mes belles

mercredi 27 août 2014

Flappers...the roaring 20s...

I so love this compilation............

What an incredible era!!

A la prochaine mes belles


vendredi 22 août 2014

Just look at me now!

Remember me like this?

Oui? Well just look at me now!!!

Charles le Baron du Breuil.....spoiled rotten at Le Petit Chateau!!

Bon weekend mes belles, brocantes galore here this weekend.


jeudi 14 août 2014

Grease my ears............

This local chateau was in ruins until someone bought it and began to renovate. The shutters were broken and hanging off and the brambles almost concealed the whole building. It was a little like the enchanted castle where sleeping beauty lay until the prince chopped his way through! Every time I pass I have to stop and peer through the railings.

One day I am going to get my head stuck between them and you are going to have to come and grease my ears to get me out!! Actually if you are going to do that just remove me with the railings around my head....I could think of lots of uses for them here!! I always wonder if someone is looking back at me through one of those windows saying " That wierdo is back again"!

As we speak there is still no sign of a pumpkin but I have discovered we seem to have all male flowers and no female flowers. There is a huge amount of testosterone in the pottager vegetable patch at the moment. Perhaps there is some kind of a pumpkin flower dating agency where my plant could pick up a mate? 

I am still trawling through the chateau textiles and this latest pair of Lyon silk boudoir curtains may be faded as they have been tied back for so long but oooh la la  they are beautiful!

And then we discovered this batch of gorgeous glass covered orchard labels that were apparently used in the orangerie where the seedlings were started.

Firstly...they do not open so how did they seal the paper labels inside?

Secondly...who cares they are delicieux!!!

A la prochaine mes belles