In our cosmopolitan fun-filled haut valley, it is easy to forget
that we live in the country.
Not at this time, however; the country won't let us forget.
In the house are fledgling birds, fat mice and now frogs.
After a jolly soiree last night with Virgini, Philippe and Pascal
I found myself trying to round up pretty 2 ins long frogs...
farcical. Gave up.
It feels like something biblical is happening. Perhaps a
reflection of the coalition that is now apparently ruling blighty?
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