Another Week, Another Lock in.

It is very strange not seeing people, cars and normally at this time of year camper vans and tourists. Daglan is usually a bustling village but it now feels like you are living through a movie just waiting for the alien to come over the hill and walk through the deserted villages.

The supermarkets here are well stocked with fresh produce and other goods which is brilliant. On the down side we can no longer shop together and with Paul being the only driver it is inconvenient but unavoidable. Plus you can only buy produce from the nearest supermarket so Paul can only go as far as Cenac to shop at the small supermarket there. No large supermarket shopping for us which mean a limited choice of food to buy. But it is worth being more restricted if it means no virus in the village.

On a positive note we are still able to go for short walks of less than an hour duration and we must stay within a kilometer of home. A few days ago we walked down to the river Ceou which is only a few minutes away from our home.

Paul hiding his face from the camera… or waving!
 

With spring festivals cancelled and garden centres closed we cannot buy flowers to plant out but supermarkets have a plentiful supply of seeds so many homeowners are using them to bring in the spring.

Gorgeous Spring flowers in bloom.
 

Even in our shady courtyard there are flowers.
 

We have planted seeds in our hanging baskets and pots, we also planted potatoes in tubs yesterday which should be ready for eating in June and July.
 

No gardening or walks today, I hope you can see from this photograph that it is snowing and extremely cold outside.
 

Take care everyone and stay healthy.
 
 

A Dance Around The Supermarket…

…or How We Live Through A Plague Situation.

Our first outing in a week for provisions was shall we say interesting but strange. We were on route to a supermarket in Sarlat when we were stopped in Cenac by a very friendly police officer who wanted to see our form (download here). Everyone must fill one out and take a completed form with them whereever they go, chemist, supermarket, walking etc. After reading through the form the officer asked if we were shopping for food and then sent us on our way.

On we traveled through deserted villages until we reached the supermarket. Where a queue had formed outside with people standing one or two meters away from each other. By the doors stood men looking like bouncers who were letting in a few people at a time. No arguments there.

A dance around the supermarket followed. Remembering that we needed to stay one metre away from the next person was interesting, for example, we turned into the cereal isle which was occupied by another person. What to do, stay still and wait or move to another place? … But the other person has spotted us and quickly vanished around the corner.

It reminded me of a very old Movie of the Scarlet Pimpernel, “We seek him here we seek him there”.

We could still buy what we wanted from fresh to frozen, even toilet rolls, which we are told are sold out in many shops in England! Only dried yeast for bread making and alcohol based hand gel were out of stock.
 

Back in Daglan the 8 á Huit is open as normal, with the 1 metre social distancing limit. Restaurants La Cantine and La Petite Paris are offering take out meals.


 

The take away menu at La Canteen yesterday.
 
 

The take away menu at La Petite Paris yesterday.
 
A great Idea for supporting the community in these strange times
 
 

Events:-throughout France are all cancelled including the Flower Festival which was to take place in Daglan this Sunday.
 
 

Next time, How we live through cabin fever.
 
 

State of the Nation

First I must appologise if this post seems rather odd to our regular readers. Chris is currently in hospital following a successful operation. Hopefully she will be back at home on Wednesday. So it is left to me to not only take the photographs (for which I also appologise) but to write about this important event.

The annual State of the Nation of Daglan speach was presented by our Maire Mr Pascal DUSSOL on Friday 10th January.

The Maire and the committee.

This is the time that people from the village and surrounding hamlets gather in the Salle des Fête for the elected officials to welcome the New Year and for the Maire to presenmt his state of Daglan speach.

Mr DUSSOL presented a very informative synopsis of the work and events held in and around the village in 2019. As is usual the hall was crowded with intent listeners.

One of the many works, (several of which I was not aware of), a new oudoor gym situated next to the tennis court. Chris wrote a blog about the new gym in May
 

And here we have the English meal.
An annual event hosted by not only British people living in the village but several other foreign nationals who have chosen to make their home here.

There were of course far too many events to report in this blog, but I will say the informative and interesting presentation continued for almost an hour.

Following the speach drinks and nibbles were offered before a tasty meal.
As you can see, there were many mouths to feed.
 

Happy New Year everyone.

Paul

 
 

Community Festive Spirit.

If I was living in the North West of England the erecting of the Christmas tree may temp a few people to look its way but nothing more. Here in Daglan it is a special event which draws the villagers to it. People stop their cars in the middle of the road to give comments and advice to the men from the Mairie working on the tree and pedestrians stop to chat when they are going to the Boulangerie or the Supermarket. Which of course brings about beaming smiles for the men from the Mairie.
“Decorations now please”. Well done the tree is looking splendid.
 

A superb tree with its sparkling lights, tells the children that there are only so many sleeps to Christmas and that they must be extra good.

If you have any pictures of your town or village lights or Christmas tree could you send one to me please, I love Christmas.
 

Christmas would not be Christmas in Daglan without Santa being stuck in the tree.
 

Festive fun outside and inside the supermarket. Free biscuits, cake and mulled wine were being given out to all of the shoppers last Sunday morning.

Unfortunately, due to ill health I could not have any of the delights on offer but there is always next year.
 

A festive sight, Corrine and Thierry will welcome you at their Boulangerie.
 

The winter truffle market is open on Sundays at 11:00 prompt. Paul was there at the gate ready to buy but the smaller truffles had been sold by the time he battled through the queue. Better luck next Sunday. Truffles with Paul’s turkey and my vegetarian meal for Christmas day sounds good to me.
 

Almost into the fountain after strong winds pushed the tree over. Not to worry, the men from the Mairie were there early and it is back in place once more, of course with comments and advice from passers by.
 

I wish you all a Happy Christmas and New Year.
 

 

Marche de Noel

This was the best Christmas market that I have ever been to in France. Well done to the ladies from the Club de l’Amitié Daglanaise craft sessions who have been organising and planning the event for the last few months and to all those who helped prepare the Salle des Fetes for a wonderful event. There has already been interest from people for a Christmas market for next year.

Step inside the wonderland.

 

Such an array of artisan products for sale, each stall was brimming with decorations, toys, ornaments and cards for Christmas. There was also, a raffle, tombola and guess the weight of the Christmas cake. We won a DVD on the tombola which I was very pleased with.
 

Mouth watering home made cakes were on display in the market café, they had nearly sold out by the end of the day.
 

“Tea, coffee, mulled wine anyone”.
 

The village school was also represented.
 

A Very festive selection of Christmas products.
 

I loved these unusual and creative meditating cats.
 

Who could resist a bit of bling from this collection.
 

Le grotte du père Noël

There was not only the Marche de Noel held in the village last weekend but being the start of the Perigord truffle season the first weekly black truffle market was held in the village school playground, which Paul and I will be visiting next Sunday to purchase our Christmas truffles.