We haven’t been inundated with gîte bookings, despite the goat massage special offer, so I guess everyone looked at the date! In fact, we are currently empty, a few days gap before the next guests arrive. Our last vacanciers, Wendy and Clive, were due to arrive early afternoon (a week last Saturday) just two hours after the previous holidaymakers had left, a proper changeover with plenty of things for Gabrielle and I to do to make it clean and cosy, including setting a fire in the Godin stove. In the end, and halfway down the log pile, they arrived at quarter to one the following morning, having been delayed on their ferry trip by appalling weather.
They’d thoughtfully phoned ahead to tell us about the delay and we decided to wait up together to see them into the gite. We’re usually in bed by 10.30, 11 at the latest and it was going to take more than a couple of matchsticks to keep our eyes open so, too tired to read, we surfed around the channels looking for something half decent to watch on telly. 
We stumbled upon, rather begrudgingly, an entire night of the surreal sitcom The Mighty Boosh. We’d both seen bits of episodes before but never got the point of it in the few minutes before bewilderment set in and we turned over. Thanks to Clive and Wendy, the heavy seas and the lack of anything else on TV, we’ve been “Booshed”. We (think we) now “understand” it; either way we found it hilarious, "genius" in fact.
Amongst other talents, Clive and Wendy were pioneers: Wendy trying out the (spoof) goat massage (see the photo taken by Clive below) and the pair of them road-testing our first ever sausage-making course, using pork from our own pigs (see photo at top)
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Clive is a talented photographer, a subject he also teaches at university; click on the link to have a look at his website. For reasonably-priced, quality sausage-making machinery and other supplies, call Tim at Weschenfelders.
