Bingo!

After months and months of wondering what our fellow Cruzy inhabitants did for entertainment we were invited to join in... BINGO!

Now we are not talking Mega Bingo or any of that corporate multi-million pound industry. We are referring to old fashioned fundraising bingo. Over 200 villagers, old and young, attend the regular bingo which aims to raise money for the local fire station, based out of the village and staffed by volunteers.

Most of the people in the village hall had their own bingo counters. These were little translucent coloured rings with a metal edge. The rings were placed over the appropriate number on the card when the number was called. At the end of the game, a large magnet is passed over the card, collecting up the rings. Those without rings used sweet-corn kernels. We fell into that camp until a fellow player shared her rings with 6 strangers.

We went to the bingo with some friends and we all thought we had grasped our numbers in French. Oh, how wrong we ALL were. Turns out the words we knew and use are incorrect. Yes, we are using the numbers as taught by Michelle Thomas and heard on the radio, but they are not correct... for this part of France. It will take days to talk though the differences so lets just end by saying that we laughed heartedly during each and every game - all 18 of them. Well, when I say 18, I mean 18 planned games. Out of our little party, we won 2 of the prizes. Alan won the 18th game - a voucher for the local butcher and 2 free pizzas, but one of our friends won a huge, and I mean HUGE, leg of dried ham. She donated the prize back to the event, and received not only the gratitude of the fire-service, but of the entire room. Shouts of cheers rang through the hall when a 19th game was announced.

We had three friends over from the UK and as two had visited Cruzy before and had seen most of the local sites, we drove to an absolutely lovely little costal town as recommended by one of the visitors. Collioure is apparently a city of painters with 30 art galleries, but it’s for the beauty of the town that people visit. It has a great history (read more at http://www.collioure.com/gb/index-gb.htm), with an impressive castle and church as well as small lanes in which to wonder around. We have heard that the town is very busy in the summer with cars queuing for hours for parking. We drove down into the town and parked along the seafront without any effort.

We were lucky enough to meet a couple with a little boy who own a holiday home here in Cruzy, so along with a group of other friends, we met in the local bar for a drink. It was the first time the staff had experienced such a busy bar before 9pm on a Saturday.

With the arrival of the new Johnny Deep movie, Pirates of the Caribbean 3, in the post, we invited four friends over to watch the film. To make the experience a little different, we decided it was to be watched dressed as pirates. The house was ransacked in search of treasure and curtains were removed from their poles to make sails. With the aid of a mini hacksaw and some nails we managed to cobble together a couple of swords. Our friends arrived in their gear, all with pencilled moustaches and pirate hats, one even arriving with a wooden leg. The food was all themed and the drinks flowed (does Coke Cola count?)What a shame the film was dreadful. It went on to two and a half hours, without plot and without us caring for the characters. At least we had fun calling out "shiver me timbers" and "Urg. That’s fine grub"

The internet

The internet is a great place to find yourself... other than Googling your own name - (63 for Kieran - but 3 are fake).

For an unedited view of life in Cruzy, visit our friends fab website by clicking on this link.

http://gabian-village.blogspot.com/2007/10/china-girl.html

John and Jean-Maurice run the most beautiful B&B here in the South of France. They have decorated their home with taste and without a hint of pretention. We really do recommend you pay them a visit if you are traveling around the South.

Keep in touch with their adventure by visiting Jean-Maurice's very own blog, but for more about their B&B or their design work, click on these links.

Jean-Maurice - http://gabian-village.blogspot.com/

The Village House B&B - http://www.thevillagehouse.info/cdh.html

Interior Design - http://www.thevillagehouse.info/aboutus.html

Outdoor Living

With the sun out and the open fire in need of wood, we joined a couple of friends in the village and went looking for old vines in the fields surounding the village. We picked up a bag of vines each and took them home. The following day, we needed to do the same thing. It turns out an evening of open fire burns though a great deal of wood, and with us enjoying our fire from around 5pm, it takes two bags to last until midnight.



After 5 days picking our way thought the vineyards, we picked up the phone and bought in a ton of wood. It took about 50 trips to get the logs from the back of the delivery van to the side path and then another 100 trips to transfer the logs into our little hut at the rear of the courtyard. The following day we both felt as though we'd been to the gym... who needs Holmes Place?




We were invited to take a little walk though the hills around St Chinian, which is just a 20 minute drive from Cruzy. We began by meeting a number of people at a small wine producer just outside St Chinian (wine available at Sainsbury’s) and we were guided up into the hills by the farmer’s wife.

She knew some lovely stories about the region and we could clearly see the Cathedral in Beziers (about 30 km away) and the sea behind it (about 40km away). One story was linked to the Caroux mountain which is said to have a woman lying on top, awaiting the return of her knight in shining armour who had travelled off of the Crusades (see above - her head is to the left).


The clouds darkened and threatened rain, but it held off. We walked on up to a small little church with was beautifully maintained. On and up, we walked chatting all the time to new people. Some had lived in France for years, others just 5 weeks. We were invited to a meal in exchange for setting up a computer to receive Terry Wogan (some argue we got the better deal).

On our way down, a woman from Belgium began to eat red berries from the trees. I was waiting for her to die… but thankfully it turns out these red berries were quiet harmless and rather tasty. They were Strawberry Tree Fruit. I’d never even heard of them and was most surprised at the fleshy innards (similar to ripe mango) but the seeds (on the outside) made the texture a little grainy (officially called Arbutus unedo).

Above is a photo of the Strawberry Tree blossom, which continues to grow even after the fruit has dropped from the tree.

3 hours later, we sat down for a meal provided by the vineyard. Each course come complete with two choices of wine, most of which were very easy to drink. At the end of the meal, chestnuts were served roasted from an outdoor fire. We returned to cruzy, Alan to work and Kieran for a 3 hour snooze.

October Roundup

October is here and the vines have all been stripped of their grapes and the colours of the fields around Cruzy have changed from the green spectrum to the warmer colours. The photo of the road to Cruzy above gives you a taste of the changing landscape.

We have had a busy month much to our surprise. France has come alive with the Rugby World Cup and the Bar in Cruzy opened just in time. The bar was absolutely packed each night and it was only after the South Africans had returned home did we actually pop in for a drink. And what a drink. We tasted the first wine from this years harvest. We were drawn to it and have managed to drink samples from 3 local vineyards (sample = bottle) and have stocked up our fridge.

We have been driving around in our Renault Megane Scenic for 9 months trouble free, but alas the honeymoon is over. The thing began to play up, normally at roundabouts or when pulling out in front of juggernauts. So, a trip to Renault Minute (a sort of Halfords but just for Renaults) and they said it would cost us 1100 Euros to have the car fixed. We were rather surprised at the amount, but thanks to a friend in the village who has her car fixed locally, we visited a small independent mechanic in the next village. It cost 54 Euros to have the car fixed, a nice saving of 1046 Euros. Of course, Kieran is still shopping for a new car…

We had two little visitors this month. One very welcome and one not so welcome. We loved having our larger picture frames on the floor until we had a young lad visit and we realised that our home was not as child friendly as we had first thought. So, the pictures are now in search of a new home, probably a wall.

Our second visitor was with us for 4 days and he managed to eat many of our treats. Not only did he eat 3 Flakes, specially delivered from Bristol, but he chomped though 5 chocolate biscuits. See the photo above for the evidence.

In January we had the chimney sweep come and clean our chimney in the kitchen. In France, you need to have a certificate to prove that your chimney has been cleaned or insurance companies will not pay up if your house burns to the ground as a result of a chimney fire. So, 9 months later, we installed a wood burner. The fires burn hot and the smell is lovely. Kieran now takes a stroll though the vineyards collecting wood each day. He fills a large Ikea blue bag (yes, they are the same the world over) each day, and Alan burns every single one each night. We have decided to ship in a ton of logs.