We went to the equestrian show in Lamotte Beuvron in the afternoon. It’s a lot larger than we thought; as it holds the French National championships there are thousands of people which attend. However, we were nearly flattened several times. Not by horses, as you would think, but by bicycles. There were thousands of those too.
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The trials and tribulations of dragging a neglected nineteenth-century French farmhouse into the twenty-first century; preferably in an ecologically-sound manner, but first and foremost, as cheaply as possible!