Wednesday is a odd kinda day here in Noumea. The kids go off to school at the usual time(early) but get picked up again at 10.45am. Literally they have about 2 1/2hrs at school and that includes recreation time. I'm not sure what the French are thinking or what the kids actually get time to do but I can tell you it impedes on my time for getting anything done. I get home from dropping them off, make the bed, pop a load of washing on, have a cuppa then it is time to go back. This morning though I did get to finish this bag for a wee lass. Her mum requested butterfly's. I had done all the hand stitching last night and just had to put it all together this morning. Juliette was kind enough to halt her playing in the garden so I could take a shot of her modeling the bag.Getting back to my rant about the school issue I don't mind really that they have an afternoon off a week it allows us to do activities on that day and not be running around after school on the other days. They also get to relax and play and not feel so stressed about getting homework finished( yes they get homework) all before dinner, shower, relax, bed.
We went to our first apero evening tonight. It is a very French thing to do apparently. You are invited around for drinks and nibbles in the early evening which can run into dinnertime but you are not served a full meal. Just drinks and savories as I mentioned but I have heard some terrible stories about us anglo-saxons not quite knowing what to expect from these soirees and often coming home totally starving and probably pissed from not having any food in their stomachs. Luckily we were invited by a English/French couple and Mel didn't let us go home wanting for anything. She, herself, has been to way too many apero evenings where she has returned home starving and drunk from way too many aperitifs!
Fabulous idea this week of French-ness. I thought I might join in considering we now live in a French territory. Noumea is by no means Paris but it does feel like it in some ways, you just have to remember that Paris isn't full of palm trees!
1-to kick off this week I made fab French salade nicoise for dinner.
2-my pile of books to help me conquer this language.
See what I can find for tomorrow.
Of course there was some fine French wine drank,
lots of baguette eaten,
and last but by no means least some hammock swing in the lovely sunshine.
Wednesday is a odd kinda day here in Noumea. The kids go off to school at the usual time(early) but get picked up again at 10.45am. Literally they have about 2 1/2hrs at school and that includes recreation time. I'm not sure what the French are thinking or what the kids actually get time to do but I can tell you it impedes on my time for getting anything done. I get home from dropping them off, make the bed, pop a load of washing on, have a cuppa then it is time to go back. This morning though I did get to finish this bag for a wee lass. Her mum requested butterfly's. I had done all the hand stitching last night and just had to put it all together this morning. Juliette was kind enough to halt her playing in the garden so I could take a shot of her modeling the bag.
1 Martine le nuit de Noel- of course. How beautiful she is.
J'aime comment tout les signes de rue sont bleus avec les frontières blanches.
Fabulous idea this week of French-ness. I thought I might join in considering we now live in a French territory. Noumea is by no means Paris but it does feel like it in some ways, you just have to remember that Paris isn't full of palm trees!
