Sunday, 20 May 2012
Curry and Chocolate, although not necessarily in that order!
A week in Normandy, around10 miles from a small town called Falaise, the birthplace of William the Conquerer as he is known in the UK! Those 10 miles led us off the main roads, up country lanes full of wild flowers and birdsong to our destination. Beds and bathrooms for all, comfy seating, a huge woodburner for the cooler evenings, and plenty of food, laughter, wine and chocolate (well, not chocolate every night!).
The problem is, life is not all serious discussion, But I never did find out what this particular joke was.....
AND NOW...... THE CHOCOLATE TASTING!!!
Bett wondering why there isn't a box each! (Its a tasting, Bett, not a pig-out!)
No, no, that praline had a nasty aftertaste....
AND THEN ...... IT WAS CURRY NIGHT - DRESS ACCORDINGLY
Aging Bollywood star Shagmi Patel, Col Mustard (hamming it up) and a great thinker from Bengal
The cross dresser who was no better than he ought to be, and his lovely Memsahib.....
Pearl of India, wearing the Pearl of India, in the company of one so young he is obviously a student on leave from Oxford!
Rice for 15 is a big order, Jan!
Mr Shagmi Patel, his lovely Memsahib Mitoo, and that great thinker again (is that alcohol I see???)
And, in the dying light, the cast of our evening....twice!
Laughing a lot is better than crying. That was a good evening, and the curries not half bad, either!
Just two of our lovely evenings..... But I just have to mention the stone martins..... Our lightest sleeper, kept awake every night as Mummy stone martin had chosen her bedroom walls to raise a brood behind (actually I think, several Mummy stone martins had broods in there) ... and they are nocturnal. What a racket! Never again, as they say. Look them up on t'internet.