We’ve been in Mandelieu near Cannes for nearly a week (since Thursday) and it’s been delightful. Though we booked our campsite fairly late it’s a family campsite – says the owners – no swimming-pool but who cares, one entertainment a week -suits us- 15 minutes walking distance from the beach of Raguette by the Château de Mandelieu. The first two days we went biking up to Cannes, then by a river called Siagnes where we’ve indulged taking photos of hungry ducks and doves. Wifi has been scarce so far ..still today we have a strong signal in this Brasserie by the river. Must go..
Last Saturday was one of the funniest day I ever spent! I was invited to a hen day celebration on a narrow boat! This was decided at our office probably over three months ago. Marine the bride to be only knew there would be a celebration but not much more! We were frantically preparing the nitty-gritty last week. E-mails were sent left, right, center.. Liz and Daria organised the 10 challenges that Marine would have to do. July’s main responsibility was to stern the boat. Katy booked everything and everybody brought some food for the canal picnic. Here are a few photos..
I mean, onions. I hated them when I was young, my French mum could not help putting them in every bit of food she used to cook and when I started to ask her, she blatantly would deny it. It lasted until my late teens when she could not disguise it any longer and I was allowed to avoid them. So what made me change my mind? When I came to England, in Windsor, in my twenties, I would admire my new girl friends’ culinary skills (mine were absolutely non-existent). They would cook onion soup, cheese and onion quiche and onions were part of their almost everyday recipes, even home made gravy!Later on, the smell of a burger fried with onions in a bap that we’d buy in a car-boot sale or an open rock concert made me change my mind. If you want to know about the health advantages that onions bring in your diet, click here!
I have been waiting for a nice weather to go on my bike however, spring in the West Midlands has been nothing but warm and light! June has been fine and last week-end was glorious but I have to find excuses for my lack of regular training so I will say that I was not emotionally fit to bike or run or walk after the fire.
We are settling down in our ‘new home’, and as my darling hubby fixed the puncture in my bike, training for Race for Life becomes more real. I will probably walk but even to be able to walk for 5 km, I guess that one needs to be able to walk. Quite a few colleagues and students are joining the race too!