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The 8th of May. The day we commemorate 75 years since the end of the Second World War. In normal times there would be a ceremony in Paris.

Up early. Tea downstairs in the ‘big red’ (as my dressing gown is affectionately known). Sourdough in the oven. Back upstairs to get dressed.

It occurred to me this morning that I have been wearing the same clothes for the past 6 weeks. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been washing them.

An early start today. Might have something to do with the fact that we had no wine last night and therefore an early night.

A rather sad start to the day today. We were sitting having a cup of tea in the salon when suddenly there was a thud against the window.

Wow day fifty. That sounds like a long time. Counting down now to May 11th when the lock-down is eased (hopefully). Lots to get on with today.

Feeling full of beans and ready to go this morning. I have lots to do for our new collaboration with Chateau de Montdomaine.

Happy May Day! May Day is Labour Day – La Fête du Travail, a public holiday since 1947 and in France we give friends & loved ones Lily of the Valley.

Another day another sourdough loaf. Much happier with the result this morning. It looks lighter and rose better.The proof is in the eating of course.

Sourdough toast and honey for breakfast today, then off to the shops. I’ve taken to wearing my mask now when I go shopping (thanks Juliette).

We enjoyed a Bircher style muesli for breakfast this morning with the rhubarb compote I made yesterday. I went way overboard with the added sugar.

What better way to start the day than with some hot buttered toast and local honey from your friend’s hives (or should I say bees?).