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Our first Christmas in Basel was a success.  We spent the day at home with Aude’s parents (not that there was much choice – pretty much everything shuts on Christmas Eve and stays shut for the next three days).  I’d stocked up on firewood, and we had a fire in the fireplace most of the day.

Aude and her parents went out for an early-afternoon walk in the countryside, leaving me at home to get started with the Christmas dinner.  I opted for a traditional German / Swiss Christmas dinner of roast goose, stuffing, spaetzle, and red cabbage.  In the end, I had to make a small concession to our Swiss kitchen: my oven is too small to take an entire goose, so I roasted two goose crowns and two goose legs.  In the end, it was a better compromise as there was plenty of meat to go around.  The last time I cooked a whole goose, I ended up with about three slivers of goose meat per person and an enormous pile of bones.  I was certain that wasn’t going to happen again this year.

Daisy by stool
We’ve made an example out of Calypso. Here we are showing Daisy the consequences of misbehaving.

Aude hiding
Once again, it becomes clear that Aude was never top-of-her-class at hide-and-seek.

Christmas table
The Christmas table

Christmas table
The Christmas table

Christmas dinner
Roast goose, spaetzle, stuffing and red cabbage

Daisy by Christmas tree
Daisy gets into the Christmas spirit.

Daisy asleep on the bed

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz….

Actually, it’s a cat’s life. Sometimes I wish my life was as simple as curling up on the bed and snoozing in the sunshine. Which is exactly what I did yesterday afternoon.

I used my last day at work as an excuse for leaving at lunchtime. I came home to find the cats curled up on the freshly-made bed, totally relaxed in the afternoon sunshine, and I couldn’t resist crawling into the bed myself and having a little afternoon snooze.

I won’t lie. It was bliss!


Day five of the vacation, and time for me to head back home. Owing to the unexplained disappearance of our gardien, we found ourselves with no one to look after the cats while we were away. Rather than the more orthodox approach of asking a neighbour to look after them (all the neighbours seemed to be away on vacation as well), I flew my father in for the week from Paris.

For him, it was a chance to explore a city he hadn’t visited in nearly twenty years. I cut my trip to the south of France a few days short and came back to spend some time with him.

The only downside? My cats seem to hate him.

Jim in Paris
Jim finds his road

 

Relaxing in the Jardin du Luxembourg
Relaxing in the Jardin du Luxembourg

 

On the Seine
On the Seine

 

Look at me!
Look at me!

 

By the fountain
Posing by the fountain. Seconds after discovering that the wind was blowing and getting drenched with the spray from the fountain. Oh, how the other tourists laughed and pointed!!

 

Holding the Eiffel tower
Holding the Eiffel tower. Look, I am a tourist!

 

Cat-sitting
Cat-sitting

 

Pointing
Striking the casual, pointing stance in the Marais.

 

Aude & Jim
Aude & Jim

 

Jim & Matt
Jim & Matt in front of the Centre Pompidou. The ugliest building in Paris, according to my father.

 

Jim
Jim in front of Paris Plage

 

Matt & Jim
Matt & Jim in front of Paris Plage

 

Matt & Aude
Matt & Aude in front of Paris Plage

 

Day 3 of our vacation in the south of France. We put Jerome in charge of cocktails, and I was put in charge of the barbeque. Aude’s father was put in charge of killing the bees, and Aude’s mother was in charge of the couscous. Aude volunteered to be in charge of sitting by the pool.

Bee killer
Look out — the bee killer is poised and ready for action!

 

Limes
Limes at the ready for mojitos

 

Making cocktails
Experts at work making the cocktails

 

Consultation
A consultation in the kitchen

 

Rum
Jerome wonders if he should use the entire bottle

 

More drink-ology
More drink-ology

 

By the pool
By the pool

 

Cats are very clean animals
Cats are very clean animals. Minouche gets ready to take her shower.

 

Minouche
Minouche watches all the action from beside the pool

 

Aude by pool
Aude takes her job of relaxing by the pool very seriously.

 

Matt at BBQ
Matt is on barbecue duty — merguez sausages at the ready!

 

Couscous
The couscous is a success!

 

Matt in pool
Relaxing in the pool…

 

Jerome came to spend a weekend with us in Paris recently. We managed to grab a few snaps. I particularly like how Daisy and Calypso managed to work their way into one of the shots.

Daisy, Jerome, Aude and Calypso

Daisy, Jerome, Aude and Calypso

Jerome and Aude

Jerome and Aude

A few more pictures from Easter Sunday in the South of France…

There are definitely worse places to spend a Sunday afternoon...

There are definitely worse places to spend a Sunday afternoon…

Aude's mother, hard at work preparing Easter lunch

Aude’s mother, hard at work preparing Easter lunch

Minouche watches everything from the garden

Minouche watches everything from the garden

Jerome and Liher relax with a book before lunch

Jerome and Liher relax with a book before lunch

Even if my parents couldn't be here in person, they were with us in spirit!

Even if my parents couldn’t be here in person, they were with us in spirit!

Aude has always been rubbish at hide-and-seek

Aude has always been rubbish at hide-and-seek

Aude and her mother in the March sunshine

Aude and her mother in the March sunshine

Jerome and Liher beside the pool

Jerome and Liher beside the pool

Everyone in front of the pool

Everyone in front of the pool

Matthew, Jerome and Liher

Matthew, Jerome and Liher

Aude puts the final touches on the starter...

Aude puts the final touches on the starter…

Foie gras and cepes -- a great way to start Easter lunch

Foie gras and cepes — a great way to start Easter lunch