MA FOLIE FRANCAISE
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"I once lived in a place far, far away. A land where "les folies" were a regular and standard occurrence. Where each day presented new challenges and endless temptations sought to ruin me."
Ma Folie Francaise is a book for anyone who has ever wanted to fall in love with a foreign country. Charming, passionate and inspired it will make you want to follow your dreams, pack up your life and shift to France.
"A vivacious contemporary tale of life, love and dreaming. A sheer joy to read."
“These past eight years now appear so fleeting in retrospect with La Maison de La Coquille relegated to a bundle of ribbon-tied memories and stored with photo albums and antique linens in a large cardboard packing box.”
With eight wonderful and highly successful years running a charming Bed and Breakfast in the glorious south-west of France behind her, Marisa Raoul and her French husband Jean, share the next chapter in their French folly. When the everyday grind of running a busy B&B becomes too much for them, they take on the even greater challenge of restoring a 17th century ruin in the tiny hamlet of Mauranges. They magically transform what seems a lifeless pile of rubble into an amazing new home, where their lives once again travel through twists and turns that neither of them would have ever imagined.
In this uplifting and yet, at times, melancholy sequel to “Ma Folie Francaise”, “Club Mauranges” will take you on a journey through the life and growth of Marisa as a woman torn between two countries and a thousand memories.
It will leave you yearning to know the next step in her incredible life and make you realise that all dreams are achievable…even if they don’t all end with the fairytale “happily ever after”.
My lovely country kitchen where I spent my mornings putting together scrumptious breakfasts for my guests
Guangzhou's sleigh bed, my "palace" mirror and our couturier's table where we served breakfast each morning
We found the stone-mill table already there and made a gorgeous garden where I often served Devonshire teas
President Jacques Chirac opening the Salle Paul Pouloux inside the old chapel just opposite our home
A twin town celebration took place outside our front door...brass band and horsemen travelled about the village. The old covered market place where market took place each Tuesday and saturday can be seen in the background
A favourite amongst many guests for its happy colours
I loved roasting chestnuts in the "cantou" or monumental fireplace...so cosy
The summer garden all ready to serve high tea or aperitif
The little lane ways that run through the village were some of my favourites. This shows a view from behind our home
On one of their visits to us...this photo was taken in the nearby village of Turenne
My sharpei Guang-guang sitting in his favourite place by the window, checking out the passers-by. He became quite a tourist attraction in his own right.
Or porcini mushrooms as the Italians call them. We could collect kilos and kilos in the local woods and I once made over 50 jars of conserved mushrooms with just one collection
A great shot after my nephews Kenneth and Julian joined me eating a myrtle tart...memories :)))
Jean with Mum and Dad outside one of our favourite chateaux
A view of the ancient 16th chapel with its twisted bell tower
I remember crying this day as I took this photo, thinking to myself "What have we done?"
Me with my pitch fork carting away the rotten thatching from the roof and burning it on a giant bonfire.
New roofing goes up
Our first Spring and the daffodils filled the gardens
Establishing the wonderful organic Potager with its raised beds and chestnut fences
The wonderful ancient fish pond where we bred salmon and trout and swam in summer.
The restored interior. A view towards the Juliette balcony and the mezzanine bedroom.
Looking from the bedroom above across the kitchen/dining and onto the lounge room
Our first summer harvest of wonderful organic fruits and vegetables
Our last summer... with the granite walls repointed and sand-blasted and the wood work repainted, the wonderful poppies glow beneath the golden stones.
A brilliant mess of summer colour and perfumes
The wonderful ancient bread oven where the village folk would have once made bread for the entire hamlet. We restored this wonderful building and used it regularly...here it sits under the first winter snow
My dearest Gangzhou cooling his paws in the cascade of pure, cool water. One of his favourite summer spots.