Dijon

Visiting our great friends Les Wilson's in Dijon always brings a feeling of home.  

All in France is so formal and propper, here we can enjoy all the lovely things of France in Aussie style. 

When asked if there was anything in particular we wanted to do on town (visit sites etc) Rach asked for the croissants and apple turnovers from the local boulangerie. Damo is a Facebook friend with the owner, and reserved them the night before. They sell out. They are that good. 

Bosch and Arden have grown in to real little men, and JM is intrigued by them both. 

Damo sacrificed a Cote De Beouf (the really big end of a Rib Eye steak on the bone) to the Webber BBQ gods today complete with vine clippings smoke, potatos from the home garden complete with Burgundy while (Macon) and Red (Santeney 1er) that matched very well. 

Thank you Jo and Dame for a lovely stay- we needed to feel at home to lose these colds and give John a great night's sleep. 

Looking forward to catching up again after our Burgundy adventure in a week's time. 

First horsey ride. A gifted rider. 

Pooj in a big boys chair- we can't use it in Oz unfortunately so will give to someone in need before we head off. 

I'm up Dad, is it not time for croissants yet?? 

As close to religious as we get. Beef, sacrificed, to the BBQ Gods. Yep, smoke courtessey of Burgundian vine clippings. Gives new meaning to Beef and Burgundy.