Life in France

A not every day story of normal people trying to live their dream in France starting at the beginning and ending?

Saturday, April 30, 2005

Cuckoo

Hey hey what a great day. The sun is out again and it is lovely, the horses have arrived and are galloping about enjoying all the extra space that they now have. The cat is stalking them around the paddock ( 4 acres ish!) perhaps she is hoping they will disturb the odd mouse or three so she will be tired out later, that is if she decides to come in at all. The last three nights she has stayed out all night!! Little tart. I saw a cuckoo today, the first one that I have ever seen in my life. Have heard them loads of times but never seen one. They started singing here in March so they obviously haven't heard the rhyme; The cuckoo comes in APRIL and sings his song in MAY! The middle of June he changes his tune and July he flies away!!! Perhaps I ought to go tell him? How does he change his tune? Does cuckoo become ookcuc?

bats are now flying past the window so from a batty cuckoo in southern France

cheers ( back to work tomorrow.... Looks like magnolia won!)

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