Thursday, 6 October 2011

New Life

The farm is taking new directions now that there are no animals larger than our Barbary ducks, of whom there are too many for my liking at the moment. There is something eating the chickens, it was there today eating the chicken without dragging it away - a bird perhaps? I shall have to research that. Which means it was eating whilst I was there with a moany Ivor - no doubt missing the party! His birthday seemed to last three days. Party On Ivor! I am clearing around the chicken shed, it is lets say a little overgrown ;)
Planting hedges and fruit trees would seem to be a good way forward. The preference will of course be to  local, rustic, minimum maintenance trees, with a few main crops : Almond, Plum, Apple for example.
I hope to dig the holes over this winter, and fill them as and when I can. Apparently it is good for the ingoing tree to have its hole dug at least a year before.
I have heard that the whooping cough is possibly in the area, passing through again, and I can hear Ivor starting to cough, a deep, lungs-open cough. and again. hmmmmm


Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Ivor is two

years old!
So we had to celebrate of course, despite the fact that he is only really interested in the cake, to which he returned many times throughout the afternoon.  I couldnt resist making him a fish cake! only the shape was fishy, I promise.  He also managed to attack the cake with a knife before we even made it up to the farm!
We had a lovely afternoon up at the farm, with special guest being Nanna Joyce from England, and a massive package of beautiful clothes from Nanny Marian, the chickens played their part, and Ivor was covered in kisses and love! By the time we drove back down the hill, Ivor was slumped in his chair, staring into nowhere with a chocolate covered face, quietly content.  He is loved by so many people, and he went to bed like an angel! Salix and Fabien had their first piano lessons of the season, Fabien returning, and Salix changing from drums to piano.
Fabien, Ivor and I had a bit of a treasure hunt with potatoes being the goal, and the pepper plants and some of the beetroot seem to have done alright this season, which is surprising since the garden has been pretty much deserted this year! Amazing! There are tomatoes and chard. We are clearing around the newly planted fruit trees, and considering buying a scythe. The sickle is much used! I have cut back the brambles threatening the trees that are starting to produce, we had a few apples and plums, pears and a handful of olives - a different tree from last time! Exciting watching them begin to produce.
Just found this post in the drafts and have decided to add to it and publish
The boys are doing  very well with their piano lessons, we have a 'real' piano now, an upright, and they play every single day, sometimes every minute!!! Fabien can now sight read simple pieces, and Salix, who has only had four lessons (although three years of drums are helping) is advancing in leaps and bounds.
I had an interview with Salix's school teachers, and am oh so impressed with the feedback. He who tells me how rubbish he is (total lack of self confidence) is doing great, participates in class and the maths teacher (his worst subject very surprisingly, as he seems to understand it well) agrees he is capable and that he needs to put more effort in! typical i guess.
I have broken my new camera, so am back to the splodged pixel-losing old one... maybe i am not meant to be sharing my photos with you!
Ivor is progressing beautifully, speaking three word sentences, is happy to go visit his friends, and say goodbye to me... His favourite toy at the moment is a large floppy cow, which he hugs and makes us hug, puts to bed and runs around with screaming with laughter. He points at us and says STOP. just like mummy. It is wonderful hearing him speak french too of course, listening out for a better accent than mine!
In the garden, the greenhouse has been stripped and refilled with turnip (they have all been eaten) peas, broad beans, garlic, onion, echalotte, and I am taking cuttings of roses and fruit bushes, lavender and sage. I dont really get many hours a week in the garden, but the hours I have are well used!

Sunday, 11 September 2011

changes

Malta was a round of swimming and eating, boats and earrings, fish and scuba diving, twistees and helva. Brilliant fun had by all, already planning next summer in our heads! The journey home through Italy was interesting to say the least, the children loved their first couchette experience, from Catania to Rome, so once again we missed reggio di Calabria, possibly my favourite region of Italy - top of the list for next time eh! Rome was memorable for several reasons, firstly that we were able to be looked after by Irma and Rizol (sorry if I spelt your names wrong!), at the b&b Villa Paola, which of course I recommend highly. A shuttle bus is provided from the local train station, from where it is a straight line to the piazza popola. Perfect. we walked the via corsa, stared up at vast monumental buildings, peeped down at ruins under the city, walked in awe a few times around the Colosseum, checked out the Trevi fountain, bought some souvenirs, ate pizza and ice-cream, pasta and grapes. Nearly a whole day at the Borghese park, after a quick visit to St. Peter's Square, hiring a bicycle for two, perching Ivor in front and ringing the bell as loudly as we could and shouting yeehaa, whilst challenging other cyclists to races, then a visit to the Bio Park (zoo). We managed to bring home some Parmegano cheese from Sicily, but failed miserably on anything else. Two days of wandering around Rome, then a day with Fabiana and children at the Lake Vico, a volcanic crater filled with beautiful clean water (no engines allowed). The 24 hour journey from Rome to Carcassonne was an adventure and a half. Leaving the Villa Paola at 9pm, as dusk fell, travelling with progressively more tourists until we hit the Terminus Station in central Rome. Sadly there were no couchettes left, so me and the boys had to sit or slump against each other all the way to Genoa, where we watched the sun rise and then trains all the way home, safe and sound. I hope the boys will remember some of their experiences this summer, Fabien reckoned that Vesuvius was his favourite part, Salix loved jumping in the sea at the Sirens in Malta. Ivor? I think he loved making new friends, speaking four languages, (scusi, grazzi, ciao, bateau, boat, fish fish fish (!) hello, hi, bonjour, sorry, l'eau, aqua, water, ilma) the scusi and the sorry were mainly whilst pushing past people at stations, on trains... The piece de la resistance for me was arriving at new stations, looking at new flights of stairs with a heavy ruck sack on my back, the pram (pink mothercare one bought at the charity shop in Malta - slightly heavier than the maclaren!) weighed down with water, sandwiches from Irma at the villa Paola, and toys of course, in front of me and the two stalwart older boys coming each to one side and taking the front of the pram to work as a great team to move us up and down stairs - lots and lots of stairs, especially when we made a mistake on the binario/platform/quai. And then we realised what Ivor was doing, leaning forward and holding his footrest - yes, he was doing his bit - helping carry his own pram. What more can I say.

Friday, 19 August 2011

Wooohooo

yes, we made it to Malta, with trains, boats, buses and lots of walking... the boys have been fantastic, of course, making a great team, helping lift the pram up down countless stairs in numerous train stations throughout Italy, and Sicily. We swam in Alessio, slept at our first ever couchsurfing host, a big thank you due to Elena and family, who welcomed us with a lift from the station and pasta... We trained through the cinqueterre, visited Pisa and its tower, travelled down to Naples where we stayed in a hostel overlooking the bay and its sprawling conglomeration of buildings dominated by the magnificent Vesuvius, which of course we climbed, spotting a tiny tendril of smoke and making off with some lava!
Then on the boat to Sicily as all the trains were fully booked, which only made the adventure all the more exciting for the boys, docking in Palermo. The camp site in Catania was fantastic, with a special disco for the babies - Ivor danced the night away!.
Malta has of course lived up to all our expectations, hot and sunny, beautiful sea, family and stuffed olives, twistees and pastizzi... the boys fish every day, Ivor is starting to love the sea, and we are blessed.
Ivor's favourite words at the moment are boat, bateau, eau, fish fish fish (yes, he loves them) more, mine, bike and train (naturally!) Salix and Fabien love the sea, spending their days at the Sirens, with Roxanne, their nets and some bread. Fabien is hard to recognise without his snorkel on, and Ivor is cute in his blow up ring and arm bands. It was great to have Ariella and Dani visit for a week, spending their time respectively tanning and playing football. perfect.
more photos on their way soon i hope

Monday, 16 May 2011

Measles

The measles. is an interesting illness, and these days of course with the vaccinations all sorts of issues are raised when children fall ill with them. None of our children have been vaccinated fully, for various reasons. And the last week has been a heart rending, tiring, soul searching time for me. I stand by my decisions and here are some rather awful photos of my beautiful, strong, never to suffer from measles again boys! Yes, it was horrible and difficult and scary even at times, but they are finally through the worst (i hope) and will feel better in the next few days...
The photos are not of the worst period, there was a 24 hour stretch where Ivor would not let go of me, and his breathing and heart rate and temperature all soared. I therefore could not take photos. I was close to tears as I woke this morning, not only from lack of sleep but also to see my baby covered in the rash, his eyes glued together with conjunctivitis, his nose blocked and I was unable to touch it without upsetting him and now, the cough. yes, not a fun time. Now I shall keep them in for at least a week as the immune system is attacked and very low - the risk of secondary infection is high, apparently, especially on the lungs. It is a respiratory disease. Please dont be shocked by these photos, and remember, they all looked worse at the peak... How amazing is the human body, how lucky I am to bring up my boys in comfort, warmth, hygiene and good nutrition. The peas in the garden have helped, I am sure!!! (I picked hundreds today...)Thanks due to Justin who took over from me for a few hours every day.

Saturday, 7 May 2011

Waiting around to Die

Are we here to fill in the spaces?
The carnival was great, there are links to photos below. Salix came down with the measles though, so we did leave early.
Mandy celebrated her 42nd birthday at Saveria's house, and we had fun fun fun!
Just finished reading 'EatPrayLove' really enjoyed it, especially the bliss parts - great timing.
Am still keeping blissful
rescued a dying duckling so now i have to clean up after it.
Everything Passes...

Friday, 29 April 2011

seeking bliss

(whoever she is! great name eh?)
well, I have to admit that Fabien's attempt at making hot chocolate was a great success on the gastronomic front - thick and creamy, loads of chocolate and even the perfect temperature! However, the boiling of the milk in the kettle, which I had thought to have no consequence has in fact led to me debating the possibility of buying a new kettle. yes, every time I try to drink my flavoured hot water it is tasting a bit... well, disgusting really! So in my blissful state I shall remember that I had bought the cheapest kettle possible and shall now treat myself to a new, bodacious, kicking kettle... I am sure the possibilities are endless.
Another beautiful day in paradise looms on the horizon, carnival tonight in Chalabre... yipeeeeeee