A WINTER'S WALK
At a loss for inspiration on the first day of the new blog, it dawned on me that taking a walk with Philippe and our dogs, Tiki and Lili, might help clear the brain. Delighted to report that it did. After a chilly week of gloomy grey skies, the sun reappeared today and there's nothing more beautiful than our little pocket of the Lot on a sunny winter's morning. Our hamlet, Les Mespoules, lies about one and half kilometres below the tiny village of St Caprais and Tiki and Lil
LE CABECOU
Our local goats cheese, which comes in various forms from 'frais' (fresh) all the way through to 'sec' (dry). Here most Sunday's we go to Le Marche de Cazals, a village about ten kilometers from Les Mespoules. It's pretty quiet at this time of year, but we can still find vegetables, cheese, charcuterie and bread, the essentials. Madame Lapeyre from St Pompon has a small goat farm near the village and produces just enough for local consumption. She has her own line of jams and
