Tiling over, knees sore. Time to do a bit of standing work. Next came the walls and as you can see from the pictures, things were beginning to shape up. Rooms were beginning to appear, although it was still pretty difficult to imagine it a proper place yet. This part of the renovation particularly amused the children, a bit like in and out the dusty bluebells, (I think that's what it was called).
We sat down with the kids to try to decide on a name for the gite. We had lots of amusing response like; "Cowshed", "Ye Old Grange", "The Renovation Rooms", but mostly they all wanted it to be called after their own names. We finally decided on the name "Tournesol", French for sunflower, as there was, at the time, a huge field of sunflowers right opposite. This worked very well for the first year after we opened, but sadly the harvester came and chopped them all down and the farmer never replanted sunflowers again! But hey, it's still a nice name.
The kids were becoming more and more French every day, by that I mean little habits and things they do in the same annoying way the French do. Example, total misuse of the English language in amongst their french phrases, this is something the French do frequently, like; "Je vais faire du SHOPPING", and "On y GO", and "Le magasin HARD DISCOUNT". The one that makes me cringe the most is, "Rock 'n' roll", said in a very bad French/US twang and supposedly means, "That's great". Maybe I'm just getting old.......
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