Another stay in Lorgues is coming to an end. It's been a week of sunshine, some showers, BBQs and baguettes, and Pam's awesome cooking. But more important than all of that: Sam did 2 wees in his potty. The first was a big moment indeed. He also left a giant poo under the garden table but that was not such a big moment; more of a low point. Talking of low points, getting stung on the arse by a wasp was not so great.
It's been a very relaxing week - reading, sleeping, eating, swimming, lazing in the sun, more sleeping, more eating, and some boules at the Lorgues Boulodrome. Nice.
Sammy has grown up a lot since I last saw him in Berko at Christmas. He is talking a lot and still completely excited by anything with wheels, especially the "big camper van" he sees every time we come home. And he can't get enough of going in Granddad's car.
Sammy is growing up bilingual in English and Swedish. He knows to speak to us in English but has been dissing me in Swedish, calling me "duma" which means "stupid". He thinks he's being clever but we're on to him. I keep telling him it's because he likes me - a bit like pulling girls' pigtails in the playground. But saying this just brings on another round of "duma, duma Kate" and I have to try not to laugh.
The only downside to the week (other than being at close range to MCMC for a week, of course) is that I didn't have the pleasure of seeing neighbour Robert in his obscenely short budgie smugglers. I'll ask Michael to keep a lookout and blog if he gives them all the pleasure. It's a treat for sure.
Anyway, the pictures below will tell you a little bit about the week spent here. I leave this afternoon - Roy and Michael will drop me at the airport and pick up Ulrika-ka-ka-ka who is flying in for a few days. I think the neighbours may think he is some sort of lady-magnet: one in, one out...
OK, time to catch the last few rays dans le jardin. Thank you for having me, Pam and Roy - it's been lovely. Bisous x
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| Afternoons spent at Alan and Mary's pool - scene of the arse stinging incident |
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| Swimming in a hat. Not normal. |
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| Nice |
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| Ball head hat |
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| Kate and Roy |
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| Salut! |
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| Sammy chillin' in Lorgues |
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| Lorgue village centre |
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| A walk in Site St. Barthelemy before the thunder storm |
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| Cave exploring |
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| I was making it rain for Sammy. Really. |
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| Pooh Sticks. I won. |
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| Scenic |
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| Where's Kate? |
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| Beardy |
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| Sammy rocks my summer hat at St. Aygolf |
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| MCMC doesn't rock it quite so much |
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| Roy + Hat = Cool |
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| BBQ'ing in the rain. Wet. |
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| Damp |
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| Bbbrrrrrmmmm |
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| Sammy having a thunk |
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| Pam is very on-trend on our last night out |
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| Kate and Pam |
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| Alan and Roy (with his bedtime milk) |
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| Hotel du Parc |
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| Pam and Roy |
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| Pam wins the hat-wearing competition |
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