Now we are us

Mr L

Mr L (he's shy)
Mr L (he's shy)

Life partner: geek, soul-mate, and provider of funds for fibre purchases. Willing wearer of hand-knitted goods and appreciator of baked items. Third time lucky. Nothing would be the same without him.

Lulu

Lulu
Lulu

Feline: Bengal cross cat acquired in the year 2000. Striped, spotted, and a mean killing machine. Tolerates people, loves dogs, hate cats. It was Lulu who introduced us to the breed, and the point at which the rot set in…

Teddy

Teddy, communicating with the Mother Ship.
Teddy, communicating with the Mother Ship.

Feline: Bengal F3, brown marbled. Poshly-named Gaylee Tijah Gamille. Not too bright. Indolent. Incredibly handsome. Loves a cuddle. Doesn’t know where his own bottom is…

Treacle

Treacle-kitten, knocked out in the summer heat
Treacle-kitten, knocked out in the summer heat

Feline: melanistic Bengal. Posh name Adfursh Wildheart Raven belies the fact that he is the outcome of an incenstuous relationship (his pedigree has two identical sides.) Treacle is as wicked as he is black. Characterful, dominant, and vocal.

Suzie

Suzie and treat
Suzie and treat

Canine: Border Collie cross: rescued by the RSPCA, after being subjected to horrendous cruelty, and re-homed with us in 2000. Permanently damaged. Very needy. Sometimes a bit on the silly side. Can bounce higher than any dog I ever met.

Griff

Griff out on the hill
Griff out on the hill

Canine: Border Collie: taken up as a stray and re-homed with us in 2003. Big on affection, short on brain. A great big wuss.Very hairy. The most photogenic hound ever. Obviously beaten in a past life, he is scared of anything reminiscent of a stick and jumps out of his skin at the slightest noise.

Nell

Nell in her first year adopted a taste for things spherical
Nell in her first year adopted a taste for things spherical

Canine: Border Collie: with us since a pup -  August 2007.  Quiet, slightly nervous. Highly intelligent. Plain adorable.

Recently, at the: Crooked House

Hot, hot, hot

I really am a poor blogger these days, aren’t I? Sorry. The notion that I would keep a Nature Diary here soon fell by the wayside. A pity, that. Perhaps I will try again next year, The thing is, we packed ourselves up and wandered off in the van again and when we came back we were, for various reasons, at a low ebb. Energy has been lacking and especially the mental variety. I amContinue readingHot, hot, hot

B-B-B-B-B-Bovril

B-B-B-B-B-Bovril

Having chosen to live in France, I try hard to live French. I really do not want to be that Brit – the one that moans how they can’t get such-and such in France or that some-other from the UK is better… Certainly, in my humble Brit opinion, there is so much here that is better than back in Blighty. Bread and butter for one two things, for instance. However, I do have a beef:Continue readingB-B-B-B-B-Bovril

Recent movements of the: Two Snails

It’s coming…

It’s coming…

We are getting ever closer to our new van. It is supposedly 13 days away. I say “supposedly” because we have been here before and I shall not quickly forget the horrors of last year when Mr Snail had to stay near Paris for several nights after travelling up on the train at 6am and… Continue reading It’s coming…

Well, that was unexpected…

Well, that was unexpected…

I was confiding that Heidi’s days with us are numbered, we had picked out our new van and that Mr Snail was taking her to Cognac to get a PX price… Things did not go to plan. Heidi was looking gorgeous, considering her age, and we both agreed that the fact that they had asked… Continue reading Well, that was unexpected…