Author: femmedemontagne

I’ll always take the roundabout way Bonsoir from the House of Plague. Nick has finally succumbed to Covid in a most thorough manner – he hasn’t spoken for about 3 days. Now if that were me it would be a notable achievement but he has less words, generally, than I do. Even so, I’m happy… Continue reading I’ll always take the roundabout way 

But in truth I’m lost for words The luxury bit is over. I’m writing this on the sofa of our apartment where, it turns out, I will have to Do Things For Myself. It’s quite the shock, let me tell you. Nonetheless, I shall struggle womanfully on, with the terrible view of Mont Chéry, the… Continue reading But In Truth I’m Lost For Words 

You splash me with beauty and pull me down I’d intended to write a light hearted post today, as is my wont. But in light of the news we woke up to today, it feels frivolous in the extreme to be entirely self indulgent. It also makes the sheer privilege of where I am right… Continue reading You splash me with beauty and pull me down 

And too much was never enough I’m writing this in bed. It’s early morning and the view is spectacular, because it’s been snowing all night, as well as all day yesterday. Today is going to be a good day. There are many perks to staying here but one of the best has to be a… Continue reading And Too Much Was Never Enough

Back once again it’s the renegade master After a five month hiatus, we’re back for season two. I know it’s season two because I have Twitter Haters – and I have never felt so important in my life. Nonetheless, I remain entirely unrepentant about those who don’t wish to hear about my – *checks notes*… Continue reading Back Once Again It’s The Renegade Master

Toutes Les Bonnes Choses Doivent Finir It ends as it started – sitting on the balcony in the sunshine, drinking kir royale. Well, why not? This will be my last post until we come back in February, unless I get the urge to write a race report for the ultra I’m running in November. We’re… Continue reading Toutes Les Bonnes Choses Doivent Finir

L’Été est Fini Summer is over and Les Gets, the resort, is closing down. I like it like this, there’s a sense of calm after the last few frantic weeks of summer. Most of the visitors have left and many restaurants have closed for a few weeks to brace themselves for what will hopefully be… Continue reading L’Été est Fini

About those lessons learned… I’m sitting on the balcony in blazing sunshine. It’s 6.15pm and after a few chilly days it’s lovely to be too hot in the sun again. It’s been another busy few days, filled with hiking, eating, a return visit from our Les Houches friends and the occasional glass of wine. I’ve… Continue reading About Those Lessons Learned…

I Need New Friends. Again. We did a reshuffling of guests a couple of days ago. The new wave arrived, accompanied by Betty the French Bulldog who loves adventures. We headed out to Le Tyrol for dinner, fondly believing it would keep things simple for lots of people. Make life easy. That sort of thing.… Continue reading I Need New Friends. Again.

More Hotel California than Next Door Sitting on the balcony in the sunshine, watching the swallows swooping around and listening to the crickets doesn’t get any easier after nearly 3 weeks, but I’m struggling womanfully on. It’s been a very busy few days. Our temporary alpine home has received many guests, all of whom are,… Continue reading More Hotel California than Next Door