When we moved from London we bought a lot of plants with us. True, we had two goes at it, and things didn't go as smoothly as they could have, but we got 95% of the plants we intended to bring over to Preuilly, and they are now installed in our front garden.
The front garden has prompted a lot of comments; apparently until quite recently foxgloves were a controlled plant (because of the digitalis) and the locals seem fascinated by it and often comment - goodness knows what comment the opium poppies will get! The other plant they cant resist commenting on is the twisted hazel - often we are asked if it is ill or diseased.
Yesterday we got the car back. Elvis seems worried that the radiator fan doesn't come on and the car will overheat. It all seems normal to me, and the needle on the temperature gauge seems to go to its regulal place and no further, so I am not sure. We have spent a lot of money on the car this week and the thought of spending more doesn't appeal, particularly when the engine temperature is the same as it has been for the past 2 years.
We didn't get to the block though - it rained, so going to water the plants wasn't necessary, and by the time we had collected the car, taken a trailer load of ex-bathroom walls and ex-ceiling to the dechetterie, been to the supermarket, bought more plants and looked at wellingtons (gumboots/galoshes), it was time to cook dinner (petit sale, since you ask). Today we planned to go and plant our new babies - a whole load of chilli plants, aubergines, leeks, beans, courgette, cornichon, and melons - but overnight it rained again, and because we looked at rubber boots rather than buying them we may have to look at Fridays work and just move on. The soil is pretty light when dry, but fast becomes a quagmire when wet.
This may mean we pick some cherries, then go to the flower and second hand stuff fete at Chaumssay before going to "des livres et des Roses" at Azay-le-Ferron.