A few years ago my family started a tradition of going on a group family holiday to France, and it’s something that has now become an annual occurrence. France has always been part of our family life growing up, certainly below the age of twelve I recall that we’ve always holidayed there. I can remember spending hot sweltering days by glistening lakes, watching my Pops or brother attempt to wind-surf (and failing miserably) I can remember being dragged round various Chateaus with my parents, eating delicious food and staying in funny little rented holiday homes (one was a tiny pink bungalow, we still laugh about that one to this day). For our annual trip this time round, we re-visited a house that we stayed at two years ago. A rather beautiful, quiet, blue shuttered, ivy clad house called Les Granels.
The first time we visited Les Granels in 2014, we were suitably impressed but this time, even more so. It’s a beautiful house, with plenty of space (8 bedrooms) a pool, table tennis table, a tennis court and volleyball court set in 61 acres of land, what’s not to love right? WIN! But a few little additions had been made since we were last there which improved on the experience. There were a tonne of children’s toys, lots of little sit in cars, bikes etc and there was a small toddler swing, which was an excellent time killer. There were loads of inflatables for the pool, lots of tennis racquets and balls and bikes to use too, although classically after vowing to use the bikes, our bottoms didn’t once grace those seats. In the house, what had been a second living room had been changed into a games room, which came in handy having several boys with us aged eight to eleven, and there was also a hot tub! Which, despite the hot weather, after a nights drinking, plonking yourself into a steaming hot tub the next day was actually rather blissful
Our family group comprises of eight adults and six children, and with a bit of re-jigging of beds (because the boys decide they all want to sleep in one room and the kid didn’t want to sleep in a cot) we all fitted in perfectly. There’s loads of room within the house, with Sky television on tap which the kids loved, although quite frankly you spend all your time around the pool assuming the weather’s nice. Also, this time round the house handily had items like potty’s, nappies, nappy bags and wipes, which given I’ve just started the joy that is toilet training, really came in handy!
You can get croissants and bread from Alary, the nearest village ten minutes from the house and the nearest big town, Cahors, is roughly twenty minutes drive away. We always have big plans to leave the house and go exploring but once you’re there, if the weather is good you just don’t want to leave your lounger! The Mr and I ventured out once to Cahor this year and went to the market (every Wednesday and Saturday) as I was desperate to get myself a straw bag (that can sit in a cupboard at home ;)) Cahors is a lovely town to wander around on a lovely hot day.
But basically, we stayed in the house for two weeks solid, because when you have everything you need where you are, why leave! We ate wonderful French food, sipped (okay, maybe guzzled) wine every day and had plenty of pool action, tennis fun and a bit of volley ball too. There were also minimal strops from the kids this year and the shooting stars were on form. A perfect family holiday I’d say