Hi everybody, My doctor is not at all an “odious little man” like Charles Tansley in To the Lighthouse (my favourite book by Virginia Woolf)… he is on the contrary a very kind and competent gentleman but the verdict fell on me as an icy shower : “No bagpipes for you this week-end, I’m afraid”. How frustrating, … Continue reading →
Hi everybody ! We’ve taken this photo at a crossroads on arriving at Aubigny-sur-Nère. Isn’t the bagpipe looking like some big greedy insect ready to plunge into the flowers to gather its lot of pollen! We’ve already introduced ‘Aubigny-sur-Nère‘ on Scotiana. Together with a vast area around the town, including Concressault and Oizon, it remained Scottish … Continue reading →
In the heart of France, on the borders of romantic Sologne and Berry, the flowered little town of Aubigny-sur-Nère, with its old church and picturesque half-timbered houses, boasts a rich Scottish heritage on the ‘Route Jacques Coeur’. So don’t be surprised if, on entering the town, as mentioned in my first post about Aubigny, you’re welcomed by a big wrought … Continue reading →
