Published by kind permission of John of Millstone Our First Tornado. We had lived through the 1987 hurricane which tore through south east England - unscathed apart from a flowering cherry tree across the drive. On New Year's Eve in 1999 we had huddled nervously together, in what we thought was the safest room of our French house, as the great storm of that night howled and shrieked its way from the Atlantic coast at La Rochelle at wind speeds of 200 km/hr o...

Voici un blog de Villiers-le-Roux, un petit village de la France profonde. Since we got here in early August the weather has been kind, but occasionally - at 38 deg - a bit hot for les ballades en velo, especially between the hours of 11 and 4, but since that interval is dedicated on most days to lunch in the shade, followed by a brief restorative 'sieste' to work up a thirst for the first aperitif before dinner, ca n'a pas beaucoup d'importance. Today howev...