The Adventures of an American Family in the South of France are detailed in this blog, Conjugating Irregular Verbs.
It is Aidan’s blog and Aidan is an American who lived in Ireland (see her other blog here at Our Years in Green) before seeing the light and moving to France.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against Ireland (or the Irish); indeed, I think that they were cruelly cheated out of a World Cup place (yes, Mr Henry – I hope you’re hanging your head in shame!) but I have heard that the croissants are crispier, the andouillettes are smellier and the local wines are slightly more drinkable over here…. in the land of the baguette and the beautiful 2CV!
Before I dove into this blog, I did have to ask the question whether I would enjoy reviewing a blog by someone who says of eating escargots… “I cannot stomach the idea of eating one of those slimy, antennae waving crawlers who leave a silver trail in their wake. UGH!”
The chewy edible bits….
But at least, in Snails by any other name are still…. snails! Aidan has a go and manages to masticate what God invented as the perfect, protein laden garlic-butter sponge!
Hats off to her – she’ll be trying Pig’s brains next!
And, lo and behold…. in Delicacies she almost manages to buy a pig’s brain because Rowan (her son) says… “Please, please let’s buy it. I want to think like a pig!”
Good on you Rowan, and shame on you Rowan’s mummy for not letting Rowan discover one of the true delicacies the French have to offer!
Family life and other tales of the South of France….
I suppose you have to be an adventurer, if you have children? Nancy learns this when Mommy decides to visit a Chateau. Perhaps she thought her mum has seen the errors of her ways and had decided to stock up on Pig’s Brains?
In J’ai trois enfants, Aidan thinks that she might have procreated to her level of incompetence. It’s not for me to say but, in my humble opinion, spending my youth sat in the back of the car with my six brothers and sisters whilst my mum and dad went discovering nice little bars and cafes didn’t do me any harm (apart, that is, from an ongoing aversion to Vauxhall estates, any estate cars really and that silly I-Spy game!)
And, firmly in the other tales of the South of France category, in Life’s a Beach Aidan spends the afternoon on the beach “catching crabs and trying to keep the kids from ogling the naked boobies!”
It gets worse! It certainly does! Sofia says to her mother… ‘Go ahead Mommy and show your boobies, everybody will understand because they can see you have three kids.’
So, who’s the guy next door?
Here’s an old Breton Proverb… “Neighbours can be good, neighbours can be bad but, the best neighbour of all is one that isn’t totally mad!”
Actually I just made that up but, it wouldn’t surprise me if there was an old Breton proverb along those lines!
Aidan has a neighbour who she calls The Fisherman. He whistles like a bird. She likes him.
The Fisherman owns The Bus and decides to paint it green – each to his own, I suppose. I always thought the blue ones went faster?
Better a green bus than Our New Neighbour, perhaps? After all, who would want a neighbour who sings his plaintive song at all hours?
Apart, that is, from the Night Music of the frogs; “calling out to princesses everywhere, ‘Donnez-moi un bisou!'”
Yes it does! And Aidan finds that out in Fromage when she meets the regional big cheese of the education system who job it is to evaluate the learnign requirements of her children.
Apparently it is vital to learn French so that one can understand “the life cycle of the frog or how snails really are delicious and so are mushrooms too.” Quite right too!
Of course, one does eat well in L’ecole. It almost makes me want to go back to school again; after all, I’ve got the right mental age!
So, summing up….
A funny and amusing blog, Conjugating Irregular Verbs is a good way of continuing your Education Française.
Apart from the occasional Faux Pas (particularly where Snails and Pig’s Brains are concerned), this informative and interesting blog is a wealth of smiles – can’t really say any better than that!
Why don’t you visit and take the time to practice Conjugating Irregular Verbs?
And me? Well, I’m going to delve into The Secret Closet – who knows what I might find there?
All the best