One of the criticisms sometimes levelled at local English by local French is that they still buy many things from England.
There are a few reasons for this.
One is that many French products (in our experience) are badly made and break astonishingly quickly. Within minutes sometimes. Or days at the outside.
They are also fantastically expensive, compared to neighbouring countries. My theory here is that the French economy is designed around frequent repeat purchases, but it’s not an economic model I can support on the grounds of sustainability alone.
Another reason is that shops (around here, anyway, apart from food shops) are often closed. In fact, if you want to buy something, the only day you can be pretty sure the shop will be open is Tuesday. Monday is often a closed day, for reasons of booking holidays. On Wednesday, shops close so owners can spend time with children who have a day off school. On Thursday, you should not be surprised by a sign on the door saying “Fermeture exceptionelle”. Friday, being so close to the weekend, is too much of a risk. And on Saturday, you’re almost certain to be disappointed. Sunday is just a no-go area. You knew that, right?
But perhaps above all, English people are used to a certain level of service – that level being any service of any kind. This is not something you are certain to find anywhere, unless you are clearly dripping in money.
Generalisations, I admit, but many people will recognise the truth in them.
Despite many setbacks in the past, we do still try and support local business where possible. Several weeks ago, for example, the belt on my tractor went. So I popped down to my local parts place and ordered a replacement. This, I chased up on the phone a few days later. Then in person. Every few days. For several weeks.
As an experiment, I recently phoned a parts place in the UK. They took my order, emailed a confirmation of purchase, and the new belt arrived a couple of days ago.
I’m still waiting for my local parts place to get in touch. Any contact would be nice – phone call, email, carrier pigeon. I’m not cancelling the order, because I’m curious to know what’s going to happen. I like surprises. But it won’t surprise you that I won’t be bothering with my local parts place again.
We found this note yesterday, after our lovely Australian guests had gone on the next leg of their holiday:
Thank you so much for a lovely week. You have a very special property here and we are all leaving very relaxed, grounded and happy. Koa, our son, loved running around, playing with the animals and all of the toys you supplied for us. The location was fabulous and we feel as though we have explored + experienced the French countryside with ease – which can sometimes be difficult with a toddler!!
We will be recommending you to all our friends back in Australia.
Much love and gratitude.
Gus, Candice + Koa
So I guess we’re doing something right.
I can’t remember being so busy. After re-laying the 18-foot yurt floor (mentioned here) and putting it back up, we turned our attention to the other 18-foot yurt. We took it down, trimmed the floor and put it back up. Her Outdoors spent days scrubbing the canvas to clean and re-proof it. At the same time, I grabbed every spare moment to work on songs and melodies for a couple of solo piano gigs, she worked on re-covering a massive three-seater sofa, two-seater sofa and some more furniture. And there was the veggie patch and animals. Kids in there somewhere. I also flew (!) to the Isle of Wight for some ethical copywriting work and wrote a website for that excellent client that I’ll tell you more about in the future. Had a couple of band practices and a gig. Welcomed a bunch of guests. Did gardening work off site et very much cetera.
But, finally, it’s beginning to calm down.
Oh, among all that, readers from other continents may have noticed that people in Europe were given a rare chance to show their political leaders which direction they want the world to go – and inexplicably, a massive percentage voted for it to get a whole lot worse. Yes. Around 25% of those who voted (people who have apparently had access to education) chose parties with policies that encourage hate and intolerance. Many, many people couldn’t even be bothered to vote. At a time when the planet is under relentless attack from fossil-fuelled corporations running a ruinous, waste-based economy that threatens the survival of every species (even all those lovely little kittens shared on social media sites), Green parties actually lost seats.
How do you react to a situation like that?
Well, we’ve talked about it and have decided to do exactly what we love doing. Not for the benefit of anyone else, but selfishly because we want to make our corner of the world more and more beautiful. So we’ll be growing plants, looking after animals, and creating structures out of our own materials. We’ll be using all our talents to their utmost degree. And, selfishly, we will be sharing what we do with anyone who’s interested. The rest of the world may be content to go to hell, but there’ll always be a little bit of heaven right here.