SO, FINALLY, here I am again, recovered
from our travels (please see The
Oxcliffe Vixen's recent postings) and my rather rushed gardening efforts –
I’m now suitably aching in my back, my upper thighs and even my glutes!
As My Good Lady has already explained, we
had a
lot of rain this holiday! As a result we didn’t get about, perhaps, as
much as we should have liked.
However, we have brought back a few happy
memories, perhaps the best being our visit to the mediaeval town of Sarlat:
not least because it was on one of our few
really warm, sunny days!
We also visited a couple of chateaux, a
truffle museum (where I contemplated buying some of these much revered fungi
until I discovered the price! no wonder they call them Perigord’s black gold!),
and a museum of medicine (which made me thank god I wasn’t born in earlier
centuries!).
The weather also put a damper on our dining
out experiences. MGL treated me to a rather interesting restaurant meal for my
birthday, including a remarkably delicious starter of foie gras on an apple tart, followed by some of the best veal either
of us has ever tasted!
But I have to admit, I haven’t come back
from this holiday as refreshed as I would normally expect. Maybe because of all
that rain, maybe because of our horrendous journey home.
Would I visit this part of France again?
Probably not. Certainly, there are other regions I’d sooner visit, or revisit,
than this area of the Dordogne.
Ah well, roll on our next vacation!
