WEEKEND NO. 1

First weekend out of four alone.  Manu left Friday afternoon for London and then Saturday morning for Miami.  This is my first time alone in France with the kids so a test I fear.  Hate tests.  My first test was the butcher, I failed miserably and left with a Chicken instead of a loin of pork because I couldn't understand what he was saying about the loin of pork,   looked all very interesting.  My second test, I gave up on my sister in law, who I think is still in bed, and phoned the sports centre to ask about a pass I wanted to buy.  PASS.  I understood the whole conversation more importantly she understood me.

I was very busy this weekend and now need another one just to recover.  Saturday was hot hot hot, so up the mountain I went with my friend Stephanie for a picnic. 

Donkeys up on the hill

A view over Praz

My friend Stephanie in the middle of a field where we ate our sandwhiches



Then it was off to the river, it was 23C so everyone was out and about

Then in the evening my sister in law invited us to the river for night time bbq.  The kids were very excited and we ended up having a great but late evening which was kindly finished off by Seb bringing fire works for the kids.  What a treat.  Actually Seb is the butler for a very wealthy swiss business man so maybe we should be thanking him for the fire works.