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Kouign-amann vs Lardy cake

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Exporting a UK-bought LHD car to France

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Driving in France

In recent years, travelling across to the continent and driving in France has become increasingly easy for Brits, but there are laws and regulations to bear in mind while driving abroad.

Hen

Hen

We’ve had them for almost three years, and during that time they have served us well, each providing an egg a day, but for the past three months, egg production has definitely tailed off.

I am even sure a couple of the hens aren’t laying eggs at all.

Savvy country folk wouldn’t be at all concerned: the hens would just be killed, plucked, gutted and put in the freezer.. all in a morning’s work.

Deep down, (well, actually, not so deep down) I am not a ‘savvy country person’: I don’t like the ‘harsh’ end of country life.

I keep putting off  this morning’s work.

I see Guillaume over the fence feeding his hens.

I wonder: would he like some more hens? Is it fair to pass off my old hens onto him?

I call: “Guillaume, Good morning. How are you?”

“Well, but worried about the lack of rain. What can I do for you?”

“Would you like some hens?” I ask.

“They are rather old” I add, apologetically.

“Why don’t you want them?” Guillaume asks, peering at them over the fence.

“They are pretty plump, they would make a fabulous coq au vin”

“I don’t really like killing them”

Guillaume looks at me as if I am completely bonkers.

Ten minutes later, he arrives with a couple of boxes and my hens disappear.

In the nest box, he leaves me a dozen eggs.

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