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all night long

June 22, 2008

The sounds of France in summer: birds singing, pigeons cooing ....and the heavy metal classic All Night Long, by Rainbow, blaring out from my neighbour's windows. For some months now, the peace of my rural existence has been broken by the Portuguese construction guys renting the village house next door. I'm not quite sure how many men live there: at least three, but sometimes up to seven - all single, in their thirties and, it seems, ticking testosterone bombs.

At weekends, they turn the street outside our respective houses into a party. (Biff, annoyingly is drawn to them like a magnet, enticed by the barbecue that they often set up outside.) When it gets too loud, I stick my head out of the upstairs window and shout, 'vous faites trop de bruit,' and (sometimes) they obligingly turn it down.

But, yesterday being the fete de la musique, with outdoor music and concerts taking place all over France, I couldn't really complain. Early evening - before heading over to Martine's village for an outdoor concert of Celtic music and roasted pig - I took Biff and my bike and headed to a quiet country lane to run him.

My Portuguese neighbours, who were drinking beers on their doorstep, watched our departure with the usual interest. I was then surprised to find one of them following me up the country lane in an attempt to persuade me to have une verre de porto with him later that evening.

'II est joli ton chien, comme sa maitresse,' he said, scooping up Biff. As chat-up lines go, it wasn't bad and I allowed myself to be flattered, which was foolish as a) he had clearly been drinking b) it was very hot and the summer solstice and everyone's thoughts seem to have turned to lust.

I told the Portuguese neighbour I was going out and wouldn't be back until late but he wouldn't take no for an answer. When I returned, just after midnight (after an excellent evening - one of the highlights of which was a long-haired, tattooed man vigorously and expertly carving up the pig) he was waiting in a cloud of CK-One, with a hopeful expression on his face. The party, meanwhile, was in full swing.

I managed to fob him off - with difficulty and the vague promise of an aperitif another time. But as I fell asleep, listening to the music reverberate below my bedroom window well into the early hours, it struck me that an amorous neighbour could spell trouble ahead.

comments (8)

1. Posted by Gloria on June 22, 2008 10:05 PM

sitting in ladbroke grove wondering if I would invite you to dinner.I only half like what I read but you do seem honest.the blog seems cathartic. Dreaming of my own renovation we don't have time enough to do yet, waiting for the big 60 and the last tuition to be paid! keep it up. whats her name Espinade, as in French word a day, has done well sharing her mind.

2. Posted by Silvana on June 22, 2008 11:32 PM

'ticking testosterone bombs' living next door? You kept that very quiet. Can I come and visit?

3. Posted by Si Seacat on June 22, 2008 11:37 PM

Phew! Sounds like it's all happening in your not so sleepy village..

4. Posted by Miss Choo on June 23, 2008 10:22 AM

What happened to the man? No mention of him for a while.

5. Posted by rockfrog on June 23, 2008 10:25 AM

Was it Gore Vidal who said that you should never say no to alcohol or sex?

6. Posted by mimi pompom on June 23, 2008 1:19 PM

Dear Rockfrog,

I think it depends who's offering them!


7. Posted by Markyj on June 24, 2008 6:50 PM

Well, all I can say is that my idea of a perfect dinner guest IS someone who has views I don't necessarily agree with.
The worst dinner party I could imagine is one full of drones who all agree with each other.
Of course, what makes you particularly welcome is that you always turn up with either fabulous Champagne or great gossip.
And good for you for having the spine to publish comments that don't make you look like you're 100% adored - it what makes you so loved and interesting.
Be free, en France, chez moi, en Aout, for a fab end of season soiree!

8. Posted by Eagle Wings on June 25, 2008 6:39 AM

Good to have you back and in such fine form!

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