The weather man says it’s going to rain on Monday. But today is going to be a Sun-day from cover to cover. So we book an extra night and remain here to get covered.
We have plans to visit Les Jardins de Sardy. A 32K scoot. Having left our lunch sarnies in the fridge (you should always never do that), we make a short stop at Saint Foy La Grande to pick up a couple of wraps. Sitting on the south bank of the Dordogne, it doesn’t seem to have much going for it. But. Today is Vide-Grenier day. Every household has cleared out their attic. Erected a trestle table and put the contents on show for any passerby to purchase. It’s like one huge car-boot, church fete and jumble sale rolled into one. The main Rue is more than 500 metres long. The entire length a festivity of decoration. Hardly anyone is buying. Including us. Nothing tempting. Not even some old geezer’s collection of warming irons.
Then we come across a possible Scoot update – at 40 Euros it’s a snip.
Sardy house & gardens date back to the middle ages having started life as a winery and pigeon house. The late 1950s see them transformed into a beautiful blend of Italian and English. Still lived in today we can understand why the proud owners would want to show them off.
It really is lovely to come upstairs and after checking emails and then the (dreary) news to be cheered up by seeing what you two have been doing in the last few days. Almost as good as being on holiday myself … well … perhaps not quite!
Love
Roger
Cheers Rog
With your regular comments it seems like you’re travelling with us . . . well, perhaps not quite! 🙂