Most days, we walk to the village to buy bread, post the odd postcard, or have a coffee at the Tabac. Le Roc de St Andre is a pretty quiet little village, very agricultural - lots of houses in the village seem to have backyard chickens; we hear the roosters from several gardens as we walk past. Also, depending on the time of the day, you can hear some fairly loud moo-ing coming up to milking time.
Here are some pictures of the village:
The Church of St Andre which stands on the top of the hill overlooking the bridge below. In the second picture, if you look closely, you can see St Andre himself looking down over the river.
This is the view from the church of the bridge below crossing the river Oust.
Across the road from the church is the Boulangerie where we buy our bread (and on occasion some delicious tartelettes des fraises!).
The main street where there's a handy corner shop for buying milk and other conveniences, as well as the village restaurant where galettes and crepes feature largely on the menu.
The post office.
The tabac is on our way home and a good place to duck into for a coffee and a Coke when you get caught in a sudden shower of rain!
All is going well. Life has slowed and become quieter, which is just how we like it. And the girls (and Saoirse) are settling into country life.
Tout va bien!
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