Hunting season starts on Sunday 11th and as usual we have all our rooms fully booked, well in advance, by a group of people from Toulouse, the guys are here purely for the hunting and the wives well they’ll just relax by the pool or in the hot tub until the “apreschasse” lunch has been prepared.
It’s the same group as were here last year, they’re all city nobs and prance around in their shiny new hunting gear with their guns that are too flashy to use, last year it was very wet and one got his townie 4x4 stuck in a puddle, another fell over in a ditch and cut his ear quite badly, typical townies having their weekend hunting in the country, there’s never a dull moment as the local villagers are always taking the piss and showing them up in some way or another.
It’s a good job that we havn’t got any normal tourists staying as the hunting crowd can be quite loud especially with an early start on the Sunday morning, I’ll tell you how it went on Monday morning.