Friday, 23 December 2011

the greatest gift

The Haven household, headed up by 
Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley
wish to thank you all for the greatest of gifts, those impossible to wrap - your time and your attention.

Have a happy, healthy and love filled festive time...

Darcy                      Bingley

... just checking the decorations one more time...

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

window of opportunity

Bingley in the kitchen

.. if you are outside, I wanna be outside ...

Friday, 16 December 2011

Christmas... is it here yet?

"Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling"  ~ Edna Ferber



..  Can we open our presents yet?

Sunday, 11 December 2011

paw talk at 7.30am


... what yah mean... you have to go to work..?
You're only young once but you can be immature forever
.... let us play....

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

heat wave French style

The senior Havens pitched up and we headed off to Nice.
The furry lads were left to care for the Seniors.
We flew and landed to a climate that hit 27 degrees..

and the South of France welcomed us...
“France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country” - Mark Twain

Bring it on....
I can only say it feels weird to be warm and without a coat when you peruse Christmas trees (but we loved it)

We ate in the park ...
Visited Ephrussi de Rothschild villa and gardens in Cap Ferrat and then ate a meal to die for in Villefranche (watched over by a dog)
local birdies... (eat your hearts out Bingley and Darcy)

bon appetite in Cannes, a favourite haunt of ours..
from the days when we liked to tan..

David Niven once lived here... who does now, I wonder?

so much to see... but can you see me?

wish we could grow these at home..
and then have time to sit beneath them.

Then we wondered how many antiques could be squeezed in a bag
(and not break in transit)

gave up and toured (all along the coast on buses for one euro),
listened to jazz, soaked up the sunshine, ate more delicious food...

.. and yes, dreamed a little of home ....



Home coming is sweet when these boys await, afterall.