Shopping Day

Well here we are another day and its Friday. As I said in my previous posts, certain days have certain meanings and Friday is no exception. First of all its the end of a working week, and funny enough, even though I am retired, I still get excited when Friday comes along. Also it is treat night, and I think that comes from when I was an infant and my daddy would come home on a Friday night with chocolate treats. Old habits certainly die hard.

Up early this morning as it has been another hot day 33 degs and beautiful. On our way to the lake this morning we came across a few of our neighbours, Michel, Robert and Albert. There they were, with their ladder climbing up the apple tree and collecting some of the big apples. It was a sight to behold and will be locked in my memory.

We went for our usual shopping this morning, ah! Friday, love to get the food in at the end of the week, isn't it funny nobody does their shopping on a Monday. Also love my dinner on a Friday everything is fresh and you always have those little extra's you put into your trolley.  By-the-way, do you know what you call a shopping trolley in France, its les mousquetaires, yes like the three mousquetaires (musketeers). Well today's shopping was a little different as we had the foire du vin or wine fete in english. So there we were with our catalogue, which we had received through the post, looking for the wine we had ticked off. We bought about 12 bottles, only a couple of whites as I prefer red.



Had to show you a photo of our shopping store, its not a centre, just a stand-alone store. But over the four years we have been here we have gotten to know quite a few of the people there and they are all lovely people.


So cheers everyone, or as they say in France, a votre sante, (to your health). Have a lovely weekend and don't forget to come back for a chat.

quote for the day:
some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.