It was in December 2010 that my friend Barbara Reid arrived here from France driving a camper van and a trailer full of goodies, including my own stuff from storage in her barn plus a load of furniture and kitchen utensils to get me started here. There was also a donkey packsaddle…
… which was in regular use until it was broken by Morris last year. My friend Carl repaired it, a moment celebrated in a post exactly a year ago: http://brotherlapin.com/2013/06/29/renovated-pack-saddle/
Sadly the whole thing collapsed again as it was made of pine rather than hardwood. Now it has been rebuilt again, but this time with oak struts. Floris, a neighbour and carpenter, found some old oak chairs recently. Luckily the chair legs were the right size to rebuild the struts of the croisillon.
And Matilde admires the handiwork, grateful that she can once again labour up the hill to Finestrat carrying pannier bags in the hot sun, grunting and panting to dismay the tourists with her donkey drama, as she carries her own lunch and a bottle of water weighing about 5 kilos, while onlookers glare at that rood norty owner making the donkey suffer with her load. (Drama queen!)