Letter from Thollon

With Thollon first  in lockdown and as the summer comes and goes..... winter still hangs as we look forward to Spring airs.......one of our own is writing this excellent blog.  Many thanks to LB

Lindsay now has her own website where she will be writing a more personal account of  tales from the balcony  

12 th April 2021

Déjà Vu

Sssshhhh…. can you hear it? That’s the sound of tumbleweed blowing through a deserted Thollon. Apart from a smattering of permanent residents, there is no-one here. France has entered its latest month-long lockdown and we’re now restricted to a 10km radius from home, or 30km for essential purposes with a permission slip.


Mother Nature’s such a tease! This time last year, she spoiled us with long hot sunny days, yes, even in April. The numbers dropped and café terraces and non-essential shops reopened. People even arrived on holiday. For a tantalising moment we thought it might all soon be over. Out came the BBQ and the inflatable pineapple, trips to the South of France were planned and a flood of activities appeared on the horizon.

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Then, as if waking from a long slumber, she seemed to suddenly remember where she was. ‘Too much activity’, too many cars, too many fumes, too much pollution! I like when you all stay home!’ The skies cleared, the hedgerows blossomed, wildlife reclaimed the pathways and gardens, and silence descended.
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Now I’m all for being environmentally friendly, but quite frankly Mother Nature, enough is enough. I think we’ve shown you how resilient we are, how adaptable we can be, and how creative too. Think of all those people who thought zoom was a short focus lens before this.

We’ve mastered the art of stockpiling, learnt how to cram 360 toilet rolls into the bathroom cabinet and we now know how many bottles of wine we can carry home from the supermarket without using public transport. Some have also had to learn the really hard lessons of how to live with long term health issues and how to come to terms with devastating loss.

So, yes, we’ve got the badge and it’s time to move on, Mother Nature! Time to think of some new game to play with us, just to keep us on our toes.

With the accelerated vaccine rollout in France perhaps this really is the moment that it turns a corner. For once, I want to see the sky criss-crossed with con trails, smell the fumes of the gas guzzling cars as they charge up the hill, full of white knuckled passengers. I’d even be happy with the revellers pouring out of the village bars at 4am and singing all the way home.

So, fingers crossed, let’s hope that this time the end really is in sight, and I promise, I will never complain about the karaoke in Corinne’s again😉

On a happy note, I have to give you the results of last month’s quick Thollon quiz. Thanks to everyone who took the time to send me their answers.
Only one person had all the answers correct, and that’s Jane Wilkinson. Well done! I’ll be in touch this week to check where to send your breath-takingly fabulous prize.

1. Leman Express

2. Reblochon

3. Lausanne

4. Mistletoe

5. Between 760 and 880 (depending on your source)

6. PieretteColtice

7. The Savoie

8. Les Gets

9. Balcons du Lac

10. Coligny

11. Maxilly

12. 2221 metres

13. Meillerie

14. Geneva, Valais and Vaud

15. Amphion

16. Menton

17. 1816

18. Lavaux

19. Regis Bened

20. 310 metres

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8th March 2021

WIN a little piece of Thollon in our great THOLLON QUIZ!

Happy Anniversary! It’s one year since we came to Thollon for a week’s holiday and one year since we decided not to go home again. That wasn’t the plan of course. The ‘Great Escape’ had been toyed with for a while, but could we get away with it? Mr B is a meticulous planner, Mrs B is totally irresponsible, spontaneous, and immature…. apparently. Hear that noise? That’s Mr B banging his head off the kitchen table in exasperation😊

A year of change

Anyway, here we are, still. We’ve watched the seasons folding into one another and the ebb and flow of visitors to Thollon. We’ve seen the continued growth of the village, a rise in property prices and innovations such as the panoramic restaurant and the popular toboggan slope. We haven’t seen friends or relatives, and that’s tough, as it is for everyone.

If you’re waiting for news of the opening of the new restaurant, the snack bar should be fully open at end of June and the main restaurant possibly by the end of August.

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Repainting work in the village

There’s no doubt that the village has struggled over the past year. Tourist numbers have more than halved, bars such as the Ourson, the Choumas and the St Nicolas have remained closed almost all year.

Covid has appeared and tapped some on the shoulder, but it prefers the urban landscape.

For those of you who, like me, always wondered ‘what on earth would you do all day?’ I can reassure you that even in this COVID year, there’s plenty to occupy you. Life is definitely simpler, and dare I say it, cheaper. Being able to step outside your door and into this wonderland is well worth sacrificing a wardrobe of clothes and an M&S Dine in for Two for.

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Chasing clouds


To say a big THANK YOU for checking into John’s terrific Thollon website over the past year, I’m sending a stylish Thollon T-shirt to 2 lucky people, from the little Thollon post office.

All you have to do is answer the following questions about Thollon, e-mail me the answers at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. and a little bit of Thollon can be yours.You don’t need to have been to Thollon in order to win, most of the answers can be found on the Thollon.org website. In the event of a tie, the names of the 2 winners will be drawn from a hand knitted bobble hat. Closing date will be 10th April 2021.

The Great Thollon Quiz

1. What is the name of the train service linking Evian with Geneva?

2. Which cheese is usually used in the making of Tartiflette?

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3. What is the name of the city due north of Evian on the opposite shore of the lake?

4. The berries of which plant commonly found in France, were called ‘oak sperm’ by the ancient Greeks?

5. Approximately how many permanent residents are there in Thollon?

6. Who was the schoolteacher who wrote a published journal about her life in Thollon in the 1930’s?

7. What is the name of the historic, butterfly-sailed vessel which offers trips from Evian ferry port?

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8. Where in the Haute Savoie is the Museum of Mechanical Music?

9. What is the name of the new restaurant at the gondola top station in Thollon?

10. In which suburb of Geneva would you find the world-famous book collection of the Martin Bodmer Foundation?

11. Where is the ‘Bois du Bal’ where William Beckford organised his extravagant parties?

12. What height is the Dent d’Oche?

13. Where is the Pierre de Rousseau?

14. Alongside the French department of Haute Savoie, which 3 Swiss cantons border Lake Geneva?

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15. Where was the F. Celle boatyard in which the France-Excelsior speedboat was built to challenge for the Harmsworth Cup in the 1920’s?

16. Which town is at the southern end of the Route des Grandes Alpes?

17. In which year did Lord Byron visit Meillerie?

18. What is the name of the UNESCO World Heritage wine-producing region on the north side of Lake Geneva?

19. Who is the current Mayor of Thollon?

20. Approximately how deep is Lake Geneva at its deepest point?

Answers will be published soon after the 12th April 2021....depending on how busy the Edit is!

Good luck and thanks for participating.


Thollon’s New Normal (mid-February 2021)

You can tell that Springs just around the corner. Not by the receding snowline or the swathes of green grass, but by the cacophony of bird song in the early mornings. One minute you’re debating whether to hit the snooze button on the alarm, the next you’re in the middle of the chorus line from South Pacific.

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Could it be time to cast off the thermals? I can’t believe I’m even thinking about digging out the shorts again…in February.

The great weather in Thollon this week has brought flocks of Parisian families with it. Not as many as you’d normally see at this time of year but enough to brighten up the village.

On the Slopes

The small toboggan slope next to the gondola has been the centre of this week’s activity. Snow canon have ensured there’s plenty of snow for battalions of knee-high tobogganists hurtling erratically down the slope. Groups of anxious parents sit in clusters at the bottom waiting to buffer their offspring before they hit the carpark.

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The new outdoor refreshment hut has provided a sizeable target for the sledgers and the odd skier as well. Frazzled fathers trying to enjoy a refreshing beer in the sunshine scatter like ninepins, clutching crepes and plastic glasses, as gangs of children career past.

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Thollon Time

Although it’s far from perfect, Thollon has worked hard to provide winter activities and entertainment for holidaymakers this season.

Apart from offering reductions of up to 50% on accommodation this month, there have been popular snow shoeing excursions, mountain biking, pony riding, outdoor yoga, and renditions of ‘I zzhould be zzo lucky’ in front of the tourist office.

It’s been great to have a touch of the old holiday atmosphere back, even if it’s only for a week or two.

There’s no doubt that Thollon is becoming more and more popular.

The New Restaurant

When the spectacular new restaurant, les Balcons du Lac, is finished, with its panoramic views of the lake, the resort will be firmly on the travel industry’s radar.

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Photo by Joe Brady @Basecamp

The foreign travel restrictions of the past year have led many French to holiday here for the first time, and what’s more, they’re buying. They’re snapping up every apartment and chalet that comes on the market.

Thollon is being discovered by a wider audience.

Thanks to TV stations like TF1 highlighting it as one of the cheapest places in France to ski,and its new and better train links to Switzerland.

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With the arrival of the Leman Express, a direct train from Geneva to Evian and talks of reviving the rail link between Evian, St Gingolph, and the Swiss towns east of the lake, Thollon is fast becoming within range of Swiss commuters. The deep pockets of the Swiss have, however, contributed to a rise in property prices, not always popular with the locals despite the extra money it brings in

Hey ho here we go! Mr B has just turned up in bonnet and muffler ready to hit the slopes. He says it’s for tobogganing……. but I have my doubts. More likely target practice at the outdoor bar.

Anyone got a plaster?


Lindsay now has her own website where she will be writing a more personal account of tales from the balcony 

Love à la française   For the 14th February 2021

Love…..the French really have it taped. From the very opening line of ‘enchanté’ to the heady scents of the world’s most famous perfumes, romantic love has shaped a culture and become synonymous with France


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Can you remember when your love affair with France began? What about your love affair with Thollon? Can you remember when you first thought, ‘there’s nowhere else I want to be’, even if only for a few weeks, or just a long weekend?

Chansons d’Amour (Manhattan Transfer)

As it’s Valentine’s day, and French is the language of love, I thought it would be fun to explore some of the most famous romantic French songs I could think of. Mais oui, chéri.

If you click on the links you can hear them for yourself.Who knows, you might even be transported from your kitchen table to your favourite Frenchbistro, with a good bottle of wine and your closest friends

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Love is blind – Instagram @talesfromthebalcony

‘Tous les garçons et les filles’(Françoise Hardy)

My own love affair with France started onthe day the French mam’selle wafted into our classroom for the first time, borne on a raft ofeau de cologne and menthol cigarettes. She had dark glossy hair, wore a little black dress with a crisp white collar and, shock horror, had painted fingernails.(I went to a strict girl’s school in those days😉). To us 12-year-old nyaffs she was the epitome of sophistication. She would sashay down the school corridors each day, brushing off the posse of male teachers who hung on her every move.

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Photo by Birgl in Pixabay

None of us ever had a clue what she was saying.One day she gave up and brought in a record, yes a vinyl disc, and played usFrançoiseHardy’s ‘Tous les garçons et les filles’. We were transfixed. So romantic! So bohemian! So very, very French.

Celia, who sat next to me, even turned up in a beret the following week.

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Photo by John Towner on Unsplash

Zaz ‘ Sous Le Ciel de Paris’

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Photo by LeanardCotte on Unsplash

My next brush with the sheer romance of France was on a school exchange in Paris a couple of years later. We arrived on a wet and windy eveningand,as we dragged our suitcases along the soaking pavements, an accordionist, sitting in a doorway, was playing the iconic song ‘Sous Le Ciel de Paris’. It was like being in a Jack Vettriano painting.

There are many versions of this around, but my current favourite is the one in the link aboveby Zaz. Watch the YouTube video, which comes with subtitles, to get a flavour of Paris for yourself.

How about an amazing version of ‘La Vie en Rose’?

Of course, no one sums up that French romantic ambience better than the sparrow ‘Edith Piaf’.While I love Edith Piaf, I thought we’d have a different version today, even if it’s only for the divine pink dress.

Here’s the wild and eccentric Grace Jones, who could slice avocados with those cheek bones.

Our very own Thollon sparrow?

You can’t beat a good ballad and many a good ballad has been beaten to death in Thollon. I’m thinking in particular of those infamous karaoke nights in the Ourson back in the day when socialising was permitted.

The titanic Dominic Grunwell’s (Ed. Don’t you mean ‘Titan’?) rendition of ‘Mon Amour’ by BZN is unforgettable.It has to be up there with the most romantic songs ever attempted in Thollon. Loved by his legion of fans, both French and English, this is without a doubt my favourite and always has the crowd on their feet roaring for more.

Now it’s your turn

So, if you’re looking to recreate that romantic French ambience at home this year, why not learn a few lines of a French love song, splash on the eau de cologne and plan how you’re going to celebrate next Valentine’s Day when all this is over.


“Quand on n’a pas ce que l'on aime, il faut aimer ce que l'on a”


Water Water everywhere....Jan/Feb 2021

everywhere in Thollon, even more so than usual. Here in the village, we’ve gone from over a metre of snow at the start of the week to swathes of green grass and muddy fields.

Mr B is far too careful with his money to invest in anything as practical as a snow blower, so on Monday I was handed an industrial sized shovel and a snow scoop and sent out into the blizzard to dig the car out.

‘Why me’? I hear you say, well that was my question too. ‘I’ve got a leaky shoe, and my back’s not been the same since I took the fairy lights down’. Shame, yes I know,I argued to keep them up too, but apparently it’s a cost issue. I think it’s a genetic thing.

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The Big Thaw

Anyway, it’s true, we’re submerged in water this week. Not only have we had torrential rain, but we have all that melting snow too. Water’s cascading from the chalet roofs and coursing down the roads.
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The sun always shines in Lausanne

The rise in temperature (it’s now a near Scottish tropical here at 4 degrees) has brought the cloud with it, and the lake has disappeared into a soft oyster coloured mist that soaks through your clothes if you venture out.

Now I don’t mind the rain, as long as you’re wearing the right clothes, and it’s well worth going out even if it’s wet. Walking towards Lajoux, we take the right-hand fork in the woodside track and head up towards the waterfall that races down from close to the chairlift at La Frasse. Do you know it?

A Forest Walk

It’s a beautiful walk at any time of year (in the hunting season you need to keep your wits about you, avoid the area if hunting signs are up or if you see randomly parked cars).

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Heading up through the pine scented forests you come to a flat clearing from where, on a clear day, you can see the tiny village of Locum hundreds of metres below you.

I’m an avid collector of random stuff and am always filling my pockets with interesting stones. I love running my fingers through the soft velvety moss that cling to the rocks lining the route and balancing on fallen tree trunks. It’s worth it just to see that long suffering look on Mr B’s face.

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The Power of Nature

You hear the waterfall long before you see it. The sound of the water pounding down the mountainside reminding you of the force and the power of nature. In the summer it forms inviting pools by the side of the track, encouraging you to use the rocks as stepping stones to further adventures. In the winter, it’s a raging torrent, its turbulent waters sweeping branches, rocks, and trees over the edge of the path before plunging into a dark abyss as it journeys towards Lake Geneva.

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The Haute Savoie is full of spectacular waterfalls, what makes this one special is it’s our ‘Thollon’ waterfall, right on our doorstep, well thankfully not right on the doorstep, but you know what I mean.

Just Breathe

Whoever sprayed this plea on the bridge in Lyons, when we visited last summer, could certainly have done with a day in the mountains. In these long cold days of limited freedom, it’s good to stop doom scrolling for a while, step out into the bracing air and just breathe.

Nature is, after all, the best therapy.

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Who Knows?  January 2021

Day 346 in semi-confinement. Actually 346 days, 7 hours, 43 minutes…..you get the picture. What’s there to complain about? In comparison to most people, absolutely nothing. Thollon is as beautiful as ever.

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Is it a bird, is it a plane?

The overnight storm, complete with thunder and lightning, washed away a lot of the already thawing snow, but it’ll be back. There’s a scattering of visitors each day, mainly heading off walking or snow shoeing. A few have skis with them, but with the ski lifts remaining closed in February the slopes are no longer being pisted, so skiing must be difficult.

What we all want to know is ……when can we travel again?

Covid numbers in France are already rising, but of course we’re waiting to see if the new UK variant takes off here too. 14 British students in Chamonix have just tested positive so it’s a bit close to home.

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On top of the world

The vaccine rollout in France got off to a slow start but is picking up speed now. The biggest hurdle at present is people’s unwillingness to be vaccinated here, but that may well change. (Currently the Pfizer and Moderna vaccines are being used as the Astra Zeneca one has not yet been approved by the European Medicines Agency).

Where can we travel in France? At the moment, we’re not back in full lockdown. We have a curfew of 6pm but all shops are open, including hairdressers. Bars and restaurants are still closed but there’s a grassroots campaign to reopen on February 1st (not going to happen as the fines are horrendous).

There are restrictions at the borders and you’re likely to be asked if your journey is essential, but within France and certainly within your own department there are no restrictions. Which at first you think is great! Until you realise that there’s nowhere to stay as there are few hotels open, unless you can prove your stay is for business travel or family illness etc.

So, what about a day trip……well yes, but there are no bars or restaurants open which limits your opportunities for a pee somewhat.

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Instagram @talesfromthebalcony

Of course, you know the drill by now, this could all change again overnight!

There’s talk of a 3rd lockdown in France with even stricter travel restrictions. The government have extended their emergency powers until June, with an option to roll them on to October. This doesn’t mean that bars will stay closed or that the 6pm curfew will remain in place but who knows.

And that’s the answer to the question…. when can we travel again? Who knows!

In the meantime, you can dig out that 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle Aunty Joan bought you last Xmas or watch some great French TV .If you want to swot up on your language skills before you come back. I highly recommend ‘Lupin’ that everyone’s talking about at the moment. Also, worth watching are ‘Call My Agent’ (Dix Pour Cent) which has just about every famous French actor in it, and if you haven’t seen it…. the delightful, take your brain out,‘Emily in Paris’.

 Or…you could join me in breaking open the escape game my Aunty Joan bought me for Xmas 2019. She obviously knew something the rest of us didn’t…
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The Kindness of Strangers January 2021

‘My sincere condolences to everyone living in Britain, you are going through so much at the moment, things are really bad in your country’, said the middle-aged Frenchman who approached me out of the blue in the supermarket car park last week.

I’d seen him looking with interest at the car number plate, (lately replaced by a French one), and was bracing myself for a comment on the British running away from Verbier. I was touched by his concern over the rapid spread of this virus and thought I’d pass on his kind wishes to you here.

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Drive-In Beauty

As supermarket car parks go, there can’t be many better than the SuperU at Vinzier.

A 5-minute drive from Thollon, the trip to the supermarket takes you down narrow twisty country lanes, through a ramshackle hamlet or two, and offers tantalising glimpses of the lake.

If Michelin gave stars for car parks, (which being a tyre company you would think they would), this would be a 3-star! ‘Meh, it’s always chaos… in that charming French way’ I hear you say. Yes, but, while you’re waiting to squeeze into that tiny space left by the local farmer on a 1930’s Massey Ferguson, you can sit back and admire the view.

And what a view!

Rising to 2,221 m behind the car park sits the Dent d’Oche. Towering over the village of Bernex, this is what a real mountain should look like. Its craggy peak, often draped in snow, calls to intrepid hikers who scramble up its sides in the summer, desperate to ‘beat the clock’. Its lower slopes play host to battalions of skiers in the winter and more recently, to dare-devil mountain bikers.

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The Dent d’Oche

Back in Thollon we’re still enjoying the most snow we’ve seen here for years. It’s frustrating for everyone that the lifts are still closed but perhaps understandable when you look at the high infection numbers in France too. We’re getting plenty of exercise though…. digging the car out of the car park each time the snow plough goes past, blocking it in withheaps of snow.

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The Memises

The Upside

We’re also counting our blessings. At the moment, apart from the 8pm curfew, we can at least leave the house and head out on foot into this idyllic winter landscape.

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The snow sparkles like a field of diamonds and forms banks of crystals that would give geologists palpitations.

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In the distance the church bell is ringing and at weekends the village slopes are covered with a patchwork of children tobogganing, and adults on snowshoes desperate to be ‘on the piste’. At times we feel like we’re living in a Christmas card.

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The Memises from Mont Benand

The Downside

On the other hand, we miss our families. It is really, really cold here, and although they are slowly rolling out the vaccine in France, we wait with trepidation to see if the new variant of COVID will reach us in Thollon.

Looking for a nice quote to finish with, I found this one from Theodore Roosevelt, one of the better American Presidents:

“Do what you can, with what you have, where you are” … which I think just about sums it up.


A Beginner’s guide to Snow Shoeing - this year’s big winter trend!         January 2021

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Why snowshoe?

Before this pandemic locked us all in our homes, I’d always thought snow shoeing was just for wimps. Definitely not for us daredevil downhill skiers who like to feel the wind in their hair and the whoosh of snow under their skis (no, that’s not me either but I can dream…)

The prohibition on the use of ski lifts in France has meant that we’re all adapting this winter. The super fit are heading up the slopes carrying their skis on their backs. Children are tobogganing on the lower slopes, and people like me have their noses pressed against the very cold glass in their apartments, dreaming of being in the first two categories.

Until now!  The snowshoe, once considered by myself to be deeply uncool and mind bogglingly boring, has taken on a new allure. This could, in fact, be the start of a whole new love affair. A means of getting out into nature, of experiencing the beauty of sparklingwhite branches in the forests, fresh virgin snow and the compulsory thawing with a hot wine afterwards.

Yes, this could be a whole new world opening up here….so why not come with me?

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The essential equipment

First things first.You’ll need to either hire the snowshoes and poles or buy yourself a set. Hiring will cost you roughly 8-10 euros per day. If you decide to go mad and buy your own set then prices start at around 80 euros. If you already have ski poles with a basket, then these should do the job at helping you balance on sloping sections, although I think the longer cross-country ski poles might be even better.

• Strong high necked walking bootsthat fit well and don’t let your heel ride up and down.

• Multiple layers of clothing as you warm up quickly when striding out

• A bottle of water for when you get thirsty

• Good warm waterproof gloves or ski gloves

• Sunglasses on a bright day, as you’re constantly looking at the snow, especially as a beginner, checking your footing.

• A snack – high energy bar or choc bar

• And, probably a phone, just in case... (keep your phone warm in your pocket so that the battery doesn’t drain with the cold)

The next thing is to pick your route.
Your local tourist office should have a map or plan of areas specifically suited to snow shoeing (see link at end of this blog for the Evian/Abondance region). Keeping in mind that going up on snowshoes is considerably easier than coming down, it’s best to stick to the routes marked ‘for all’ rather than heading off across country and finding yourself stuck at the top of the mountain.

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Pages from the Pays d’Evian Abondance (PEVA) Snowshoe Trail Guide

Or do what we did and sign up with the local tourist office for an introductory session. We paid 22 euros each for roughly 3 hours, snowshoe hire included, and headed off with a small group of 6 fellow shufflers and a mountain guide. We had a run through of what to do and what not to do. Basically, keep the straps tight and unclip your boot at the back so your heel lifts when you walk…unless you’re jumping a stream (no!) when you need to reclip and, don’t try walking backwards unless you really want to get up close and personal with the snow!

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Far from circling the car park our guide pointed us towards the snow-covered slopes of the Memises and off we went.

Two things about going with a guide. Firstly, they know so much, from the’ ooh look, squirrel footprints!’ to the ‘now these berries are edible, but in French we call them ‘grattecul’, which I’ll leave you to Google Translate for yourselves.

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Squirrel tracks

Looking like a string of washing hung on a line we ambled through snow covered forests and out onto the windblown expanse of the alpine meadows.

The stunning views made up for the horizontal snow that gusted around us intermittently.
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And here’s the second good thing about going with a guide…. in his rucksack were the emergency rations.
Gathering us all, including the stragglers, under a clump of fir trees he produced his homemade mountain ‘juice’, a hot sweet, non-alcoholic beverage made with honey from his own beehives and a mixture of mountain herbs and flowers. Sounds wonderful. Think ‘boiled sweaty sock’ and you’d be close. Fortunately, to wash that down, he also produced a palate cleansing little eau-de-vie, which certainly revived the stragglers who led the pack on the way back down.

So, it’s true what they say…. every cloud has a silver lining. There’s no way I would have tried snow shoeing if the lifts had been open, but this has forced me to try something new. From now on I’ll be keeping those snowshoes in the boot of the car and heading off into the wild white yonder whenever I feel like it. What a discovery 😉


Snowshoe with a Guide (bookable direct or through the Tourist Office)

Thollon tourist office

Bernex tourist office

Snowshoe trail map on PEVA site

• Snow shoe hire – in all sports shops in ski resorts

Decathlon Snow Shoes (to buy)


Last Minute              End December 2020

It’s all a bit last minute, so much was supposed to be happening in Thollon during the holiday period. The ski lift was scheduled to open, plans all in place for the start of a somewhat limited ski season. Then, at the last minute, permission to open the lift was refused. A blow to all the businesses dependent on winter visitors but a decision taken in light of the rising COVID numbers across France. As the current situation means it’s impossible for people to travel, this is written with the intention of keeping in touch and tempting you back when you can travel. In fact, the situation is changing so quickly that this is the third or fourth time I’ve tweaked this blog, so bear with me.

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With the lift to the Memises closed, access to the high area of the ski slopes is now limited to those super-fit diehards who will just walk up. There are several days of fresh snow forecast over Xmas however, so it will still be possible to find areas for tobogganing, snow shoeing and cross-countryskiing. Sometimes all you need is a healthy dose of fresh mountain air,a flask of coffee, a sandwich,and a rock to perch on, relax and drink in the breath-taking scenery!
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The Rochers de Naye from Le Grand Roc

The Tourist Office have just published their list of ‘animations’ for the week of 19-26 December, most of which will still go ahead. These include a fun programme of activities for children such as pony rides, outdoor games, choreography, and fairy-tales. There’s also an outdoor Christmas choir, a Christmas market, and the arrival of Santa on Christmas Eve. All with the necessary COVID precautions.

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Talking of last minute… this week is my last chance to get my Christmas shopping done. I’d planned to have it finished by end October and here we are, only a couple of days to go. Luckily, I’ve realised that everything I need is right here on my doorstep!
Our village shops are full of gift ideas.
Here’s a few I’ve discovered this week:

The Ecco ski hire shopsits in the centre of Thollon ‘station’ and not only rents out skis and toboggans but also has a good selection of gifts that would make ideal presents.

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I really like the sweatshirts with the cool ‘Thollon’ designs, they’re a bit more unusual than the designs you often see here. For a cheaper present, the red, white and blue keyrings would do the trick, we’ve always got random keys floating around.

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They also had some beautiful chalet style cushions that would look great in the flat, so Dan will be getting one of those too (just don’t tell him yet!).

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I made a new friend there too, Caroline, who was super helpful and easy to chat to. Méda Sports, just over the road, a ski hire shop run for many years by Gérard and Sylvie, also have fab polo shirts and sunglasses for those wanting to rock the ski god look. Down in the Sherpa supermarket I found some brilliant winter-themed homeware. I love this red and white pottery, it instantly brightens up the grey kitchen of our apartment and adds to that cosy, winter holiday feel. They also have exotic things like ‘Marmot Tea’ and other Haute Savoie goodies, that I’ll tell you more about another time.

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My final stop has to be the cave à vins called ‘UnRdeMémises’ which roughly translates as ‘An Air of the Memises’😊 Their new website has stunning photos of Thollon and gives details of their new traditional style ‘gîte’ if you’re looking for accommodation. It even has the uber desirable ‘Finnieston’ walls that are compulsory in trendy restaurants and wine bars in the West End of Glasgow. Maybe… if we just scrape the artex off the walls in our flat…

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So, that’s it, Christmas shopping done, social life sorted and bags of brownie points from Mr B. Don’t forget, if you’re still looking for those last-minute gifts, they might be right under your nose.

Shop Local!

The only thing left to say is a huge thank you for taking the time to read these scribblings during the past year, and for your lovely comments.

Here’s hoping we’ll all be able to meet up and enjoy the beauty of Thollon in 2021.

Merry Xmas and a very Happy and Healthy New Year!

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Mistletoe and Wine December 2020

I have a confession to make…..I’m a mistletoe addict.

If I had my way the Xmas tree would be out, and a small bare oak tree covered in mistletoe balls would be in. Are you with me? Just think, no more pine needles to get stuck in your feet and freak out the cat. No dodgy Xmas lights you need a 30-foot stepladder to put up. No dangling baubles or tattered tinsel. Instead, we could have one of the world’s most mythical plants bringing minimalistic harmony to our tiny flat.

Mistletoe has been revered for centuries. In the pre-Christian era the white berries were symbols of male fertility. In Ancient Greece, the berries were called ‘oak sperm’ and were used by heroes such as Aeneas to reach the underworld. For the Druids it was central to the ‘Ritual of Oak and Mistletoe’; while the Norse gods were even more inventive and fashioned the woody twigs into arrows. A famous Norse legend has the god of winter, Hodur, killing his twin brother Balder with a mistletoe arrow.The Norse equivalent of Kryptonite apparently.

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I like the Roman view of Mistletoe the best. It was seen by the Romans as a bringer of peace, love and understanding and hung above doorways and throughout their houses. Perhaps this is where the Christian association with a kiss begins. Throughout the Middle Ages it was linked not only with fertility and vitality but also with protection from witches and ghosts.

Writing this close to Xmas 2020 makes me think that I’d be quite happy to be visited this year by the ‘Ghost of Xmas Past’, and that maybe all those Xmases spent with my parents on the Isle of Wight weren’t that bad after all. I wouldn’t even mind a visit from the ‘Ghost of Xmas Yet to Come’ because I know it’ll be a heck of a lot better than this one.

Mistletoe has had a bit of a reprieve in recent years. From being classed purely as a parasite it is now seen as important to the biodiversity of the planet. It not only provides nesting sites for birds but is a source of high-quality food for a wide range of forest and woodland animals.
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Mistletoe, while relatively rare in the UK, can be found growing in abundance in France, including in and around Thollon, of course. Worldwide there are over 1500 different variants of the plant, and it’s even found in Australia and South America,

Finally,mistletoe has also been used for medicinal purposes, treating arthritis, high blood pressure and epilepsy. In Nepal it was even used to mend broken bones. It is, however, toxic and will cause vomiting, blurred vision and seizures if eaten and can be fatal to cats and dogs. So, for goodness sake don’t eat it or there’ll likely be no more Xmas’s yet to come.

There you are, so much more interesting than a rapidly dehydrating Xmas tree that would have been much happier left in the forest, and by the way……it’s considered bad luck to refuse to be kissed underneath the Mistletoe 😉

So where does the wine come in?

It would be rude not to have a small glass of mulled wine while putting up the mistletoe tree so here’s my favourite recipe in case you’d like to join me.

Vin Chaud de Thollon

1 bottle good French red wine
½ bottle Maple Syrup
6 cloves
2 sticks cinnamon
2 star anise
1 tsp ginger
1 tsp ground cinnamon
A little ground nutmeg to taste
2 or 3 slices of orange

Place all ingredients in a saucepan and stir well.

• Put on a medium heat and bring to a simmer. (Be careful not to let it boil or this will burn off the alcohol, and quite frankly spoil the taste)
• Turn the heat to low and leave to barely simmer for 15 minutes.
• If preparing ahead, turn off heat and leave spices to infuse for a couple of hours before reheating gently when ready to drink.
• Remove from heat and sieve out the cloves, star anise,cinnamon sticks and orange.
• Taste and add more maple syrup if necessary
• Serve warm in a heat proof mug or glass
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S’no Time to Ski December 2020

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Oh the irony! Here we are in Thollon enjoying the best pre-Xmas snowfall that I can remember, and it’s stunning.

As you probably all know however, there are no lifts open and no possibility of skiing until mid-January.

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There are not many things that disturb the peace and tranquillity of life in Thollon but the decision by the French government to delay opening the ski lifts until at least January has set feathers flying. With the livelihoods of so many people here resting on the success of the winter ski season there are genuine worries. Not only are the ski instructors and lift operators impacted by the closure but all of the peripheral businesses and seasonal workers too. The government are offering financial support to some but as in the UK the situation is tricky for the self-employed.

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Think you can just go and ski in Switzerland or Italy, both tantalisingly close to Thollon? Well no, those doors are closed too

So just what can you do if you decide to venture back to Thollon for a well-deserved winter break? The short answer is…plenty. You could make this the most relaxing holiday you’ve ever had.

You could go back home glowing with health after enjoying fresh mountain walks and spectacular views. You could immerse yourself in the real chalet lifestyle, warm blankets, mugs of hot chocolate or aromatic vin chaud,while the snow drifts past your windows and the lights of Lausanne twinkle in the distance. You could wake up to the sun rising over the snow-covered Swiss Alps and breakfast on warm croissants from the boulangerie….

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…..but enough, let’s get down to the practicalities

Skiing and winter sports available in Thollon December 2020

• At the moment the ski lifts are closed, ostensibly to prevent skiing accidents that would swamp the limited hospital resources.

The Mayor is lobbying hard for the main télécabine in Thollon to reopen in mid December for walkers

• If this does happen then the ESF will open the children’s play area at the top and the new restaurant will be open for takeaways.

• The ESF may organise snow shoeing and/or cross country skiing

• The sports shops Meda Sport and Eccoski will be open in the village.

 Hotel Accomodation

• The Bon Sejour Hotel will remain open and will be offering festive menus to takeaway

• The Bellevue Hotel will be closed

Bars and Restaurants open for takeway meals

• The St Nicolas, The XV, Scoubidoo’s

The Ourson and the Choumas remain closed.

(All bars are closed at the present time)

Childrens Activities

• The cinema will be open during the holidays

• Sadly the creche will not be able to open

• The tourist office will be welcoming an ‘animateur’ to the village from the 15th December and are hoping to offer a variety of activities over the Xmas/New Year period.

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There’s also talk of an outdoor Xmas market if there are enough visitors to the village, an ideal opportunity for those last-minute Xmas presents (massive hint to Mr B. here :-)

Yes, it will be amazing, because Thollon always is.

Current Travel Restrictions

 French borders are open, but at the moment (6th December) travel should be limited to essential purposes. According to the French Government website you may be asked by border control to justify your visit to France

 There are no quarantine restrictions in France although you should not travel if you’ve been in contact with anyone with the virus recently and you may be asked to complete a ‘declaration of honour’ to underline this.

 There’s a limit of 3 hours outdoor exercise within a 20 km radius of your home at the moment

 You are allowed to go essential shopping and all shops are now open

 We must complete an on-line government form (paper copies are acceptable too) before leaving the house. The fine for not doing so is 135 euros for a first offence, increasing thereafter.

 There are similar social distancing rules as the UK and mask wearing in public places, including supermarket car parks and near to schools is compulsory.

 It had been hoped that most restrictions would be lifted on 15th December, if the rate of transmission had dropped to below 5000 cases per day, but in the past 24 hours 12,900 cases have been reported, which means our restrictions could still be in place at the end of the month.

 With all countries having their own rules on travel and self-isolation it’s best to check out the relevant government advice before you decide to come to Thollon.

 Finally, it’s essential to check that your travel insurance will be valid if you decide to travel. Most insurance companies will not cover you if you travel against government advice.


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20 November 2020

Amphion – When Speed was King

So, I promised you a tale of passion, ambition, adventure and speed…….and here it is.

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Welcome to the Roaring Twenties, those years spanning the decade after the end of the First World War. The war that brought Europe to its knees.

The 1920’s were years of excess, summed up in the It Girl catchphrase ‘Anything Goes’, and a counter-reaction to the privations and despondency of war. The Americans were partying hard, the Germans would ‘wilkommen’ you to their Cabarets and the French were living their ‘années folles’. This was the era of jazz, the Speakeasy, flappers, glamour, decadence and Al Capone. The growth of the film industry, radio and print media catapulted film stars and sports stars to the forefront. Scott Fitzgerald wrote ‘The Great Gatsby’ and fortunes were made and lost. In every walk of life people were pushing the boundaries. Yes, these were indeed the Crazy Years.

Here in Amphion, a small village on the shores of Lake Geneva close to the elegant spa town of Evian les Bains, a little bit of history was also being written.

A soon-to-be-demolished shed on the quayside in Amphion is all that is left of the prestigious, internationally known, boat building company that specialised in some of the fastest watercraft ever seen at the time. If you look carefully at the derelict building, above the graffiti line, you can just make out the faded sign of the original company ‘F.Celle – Canots Automobiles’. What we’re more interested in is the word ‘Excelsior’ above the door.

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In 1925 the Excelsior was the fastest speedboat in Europe. It’s twin 16-cylinderengines, designed by Ettore Bugatti and the aviation pioneer Louis Breguet, reached speeds of 105 km/h on Lake Geneva and 120km/h at Cannes. The World Speed Record on water at the time was 123 km/h and, in what seemed like a good idea at the time, Henri Esders ‘the King of Prêt-a-Porter’ decided to mount a challenge for the record.

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Enter Theodore Alexander Clarke, ‘pilot’, boat builder and Scotsman, with a very dapper bowtie.

In conjunction with Esders, T.A. Clarke bought the boatyard at Amphion from Francois Celle’s widow and set about building the France-Excelsior. Built to European specifications this boat was destined to challenge the American record holders in the 1925 Harmsworth Cup Trophy in Detroit….or would have been, if it hadn’t caught fire in the bay in Amphion on a trial run. Much to the American’s disgust the challenge was called off, only for the gauntlet to be thrown down again the following year.

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Now, boating doesn’t come cheap. Having already invested some $500,000 building two speedboats in America, ingeniously called Miss America III and IV, the American challenger Gar Wood was a little reluctant to invest more money in the caper until he knew that the French had a viable competitor.

In the little boat yard in Amphion however, work was continuing and after much head scratching, pencil sucking and small adjustments with the “micro hammer”, France-Excelsior II was ready. She was shipped to New York on the deck of the Trans-Atlantic Liner, ‘La France’ and transported to Detroit, to great excitement, ready for the 1926 Harmsworth Cup races. T.A. Clarke, who was to ‘pilot’ the boat was even given the freedom of the city of Detroit.

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And then it all went disastrously wrong.

When Gar Wood, heard that the Excelsior was on its way he leapt into action and he and his team built a new boat from scratch in 15 days. Benefiting from the technological advances of the war the new boat sported two Liberty V12 aeronautical engines, was built from ultralight materials and had a revolutionary hydroplaning hull. But these weren’t the only issues the French would have to deal with.

On the day of the race, over 150,000 people lined the banks of the Detroit River. ‘Yachting’ magazine, October 1926, called it the ‘finest fleet of highspeed fliers ever gathered on one course’. Or at least it would have been if the France-Excelsior had made it to the starting line. Not only were there problems with her listing in the water because the hull had warped but the drive shaft was also damaged. It was agreed to postpone the race until the following day, leaving all the rain sodden spectators to trundle home again.

During the night, the sportsman-like Americans offered whatever help they could, but to compound the problems it was discovered that someone had forgotten to bring the spare bottles of compressed air from France needed to start the Breguet-Bugatti engines.

In a valiant attempt to save face the France-Excelsior lined up the following day, T.A.Clarke at the helm, and after much spluttering, from the boat not Clarke, the engines failed again to start. Swallowing his pride Mr Clarke accepted to be towed across the starting line in the hope that the shafts would begin to turn. Suddenly, there was a roar from the engines, the crowd went wild, and she was off! The local newspaper used the technical term of ‘hobby horsing’ around the course ‘in a way that must have loosened the teeth of her crew of three’. After only half a mile T.A. Clarke pulled into the pits.

When asked about why he had thrown in the towel Clarke was reported as saying ‘What’s the use?’ Being married to a Scotsman myself I think he probably had a few other choice words to add to that.

The dream was over and so was the heyday of the Amphion boat building yard. T.A. Clarke died in 1928 and the boat yard finally went into bankruptcy in 1934. Apparently a request was made in 1937 to use the building to house 500 beds for refugees of the Spanish Civil War. At the time of writing the building is home to the Amphion/PublierSauvetage team, but for how much longer?

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Thanks to LB


On Remembrance Day November 11th 2020.

Ok! Who’s stolen the lake? There was definitely one there last week, but its been replaced by a giant mattress of fluffy white cloud stretching unbroken as far as the eye can see. Luckily for us here in Thollon, we’re basking in the sunshine above the cloud. Less lucky for the lakeside peeps, they’re permanently in the gloom.

Driving to the supermarket we pass the lake, the smooth unruffled surface a cold steely grey, and look across to Switzerland cloaked in the same slightly sinister steely grey mist. The roads are empty, and today, November 11th, the French flags flying alongside the War Memorial in Evian bring the only touch of colour to an otherwise deserted town.

Here we’re remembering Michel Vivien who sadly died this morning. As ex-mayor of the village, he was a colourful character who was well known to most people in Thollon. Michel published his autobiography in November 2019 and for anyone interested in the development of the ski resortit’s a fascinating read. His is a story of rags to riches, an inspirational read that spansfrom his adoptive childhood during the war to his success as a local politician, property developer and pirate radio station owner.He’ll be missed.

        Michel Vivien           M vivien

Those of us who thought that COVID could be outrun by fresh mountain air, excellent French wine and smelly cheeses have been reminded of the fragility of our daily lives on this day. I’m conscious of how being part of a community, being connected via Zoom or Facebook, even getting an e-mail or a letter in the postmeans a lot.

So, go on, PHONE A FRIEND!

As we’re peering through the mists of time today, I thought I’d lighten the mood with a tale from Amphion. It’s a cracking tale of passion, ambition, adventure and speed. Somehow, today doesn’t feel the right day, so I’ll hold off until next week……but you wouldn’t want to miss it.  Thanks to LB.


On a dark, dark night……

October 2020

When was the last time there was a curfew in Thollon? Perhaps never. What strange times we’re living through.

The Haute Savoie has seen relatively low COVID figures until now, but the numbers have grown considerably over the past couple of weeks. Both the Savoie and the Haute Savoieare now on maximum alert. So far we have no daytime lockdown but we do have a curfew from 9pm – 6am (rumoured to be changing to 7pm – 6am) for 6 weeks, the requirement to wear masks inside and a limit of 6 people indoors. Gyms are closed and bars and restaurants obliged also to close at 9pm.

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With the ski seasonjust around the corner there is a real sense of urgency around the control or reduction of COVID cases. The ESF have just launched a publicity campaign to encourage winter tourists and to reassure them that extra precautions will be taken on the slopes this year. Convinced? Mmmm...the jury’s out at the moment. ….


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......on a dark, dark hill

Just to make it even more atmospheric in Thollon on these damp, misty evenings, the clocks are going back tonight. Things could be worse; I could still be living in Scotland where is gets dark at 3.30 in the middle of winter.

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.…. there was a dark, dark house

To counteract the gloom Mr B has been instructed to balance on the balcony rail and string rows of tasteful fairy lights across the apartment windows. Small children in Switzerland will probably grow up believing Santa has his workshop in the Mémises. What our resident owl will think of it I don’t know

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.........in the dark, dark wood

Well, surprisingly (for me) the woods aren’t dark after all. You’d be forgiven for thinking that the vast expanse of forest covering the slopes of the hillsides from Evian to the Mémises was predominantly evergreen fir trees (me again). In the Autumn however, the slopes are a riot of colour that easily rivals New England in the Fall.The still warm daytime sun picks out the vibrant reds, yellows and oranges of thousands of deciduous trees and gives the impression that someone has thrown a cloth of gold over the entire mountain side. Woodland paths strewn with horse chestnuts and acorns crunch under your feet and drifting wood smokefrom the few occupied chalets make this a feast for the senses at this time of year

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........and in the dark, dark churchyard....

........is our Halloween story!  And like all the best Halloween stories, it’s a little bit scary.

Many years ago, the village church that sits next to the Mairie in Thollon was surrounded by a cemetery. Many of the tombstones dated back to before the present church was built in 1823.

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In 1936 a young primary school teacher, Pierrette Coltice, came to live above the village school opposite the church. One cold dark night she happened to look out of her window towards the church. To her amazement, over the tombstones, luminous blue wisps were dancing like elves in the cold light of the moon. The ethereal blue lights were drawn towards any hapless passer-by, attracted by the heat of their body, and probably causing many a sleepless night.

While we now know that such ‘Will O’ The Wisps’are a naturally occurring phenomenon (see below*), you can find this story in a little gem of a book, ‘Journal d’uneInstitutriceen Montagne 1936-1945’ in the local library, that ironically sits next to the old graveyard. It’s published in French but is an accessible read for those with limited French too

 Aside from this strange episode, the book contains many descriptions of the hardships and the joys of living and working in the isolated village of Thollon. For instance, in the days before public, or indeed much private transport, Pierrette regularly walked to Evian for supplies and even took her class of primary children, and some of the mothers who had never before left the village, to see the steam train in Evian, all walking there and back.

Pierrette left the village just at the outbreak of World War II…….but that’s another story…for another time

According to Wikipedia, Will O’ The Wisps have long been known in legend and folklore. Modern science explains them as natural phenomena such as bioluminescenceor chemiluminescence, caused by the oxidationof phosphine (PH3), diphosphane (P2H4) and methane (CH4) produced by organicdecay.


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It’s all downhill from here ....Late September 2020


Snow! Yes, we have snow on the Mémises… already. I know it was forecast for this weekend but having basked in 30˚ sunshine in the Lavaux vineyards on Wednesday you somehow think ‘nah, they’ve got that wrong’. It seems this is a fairly regular occurrence in Autumn in Thollon. It often snows in October and then there’s a shift back to milder temperatures until November/December. By my reckoning that gives me at least 3 months to work off the ever-persistent lockdown weight and get fit for the ski season. Sniff of ski wax anyone?

So, what’s Thollon been like in September? The short answer is beautiful but incredibly quiet. The French tourists who flooded the village in the summer have left. The smattering of British, Dutch and Belgian visitors have also gone, back to several days in quarantine in many cases. Usually, at this time of year, people would be reappearing as they try to squeeze the occasional weekend in before the big winter holidays. That doesn’t seem to be happening this year and so the village is slipping back into hibernation.

For some of the bars and restaurants this marks the last weekend of a busy and thankfully, successful summer season. Both the XV restaurant and the Ourson bar are offering free barbecues and drinks to their regular customers this weekend before closing for a few weeks rest and relaxation. The St Nicholas closes at the end of October, dovetailing nicely with the XV that reopens start of November. Sorted!

Hunting Season The only other flurry of activity seems to be from the hunters who descend on Thollon whenever the fancy takes them. Officially hunting is restricted to certain days, including both Saturday and Sunday, but in practice you hear shots any day of the week.

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Racks of hunting gear

Hunting is an ingrained part of the rural psyche in France. There are those who would like to restrict it more, but it would take a brave politician to interfere with what’s deemed to be a fundamental right. What it means for us is that hiking and walking the alpage or the woods, even close to the village is somewhat restricted. The advice to wear bright coloured clothing, preferably orange, is obviously sensible and to keep dogs on a lead at all times. That being said, apparently 3 people have already been shot in France since the middle of September. Maybe I’ll just stick to strolls along the lakeside.

September is the month of harvests

Across the lake from Thollon lie the steeply terraced vineyards of Lavaux, a UNESCO World Heritage site


. The view from Epesses

Cultivated since the early 12th century there are said to be over 10,000 terraces producing a quarter of all Swiss wines. At this time of year, the harvest is in full swing. In the quaint picturesque villages, every second house is a hive of activity. Boxes of white Chasselas or dark ruby coloured Pinot grapes arrive on the back of small trucks straight from the vineyards and are poured by chute into the shadowy depths of deep cellars or converted garages to be pressed and stored.


Much of the wine, particularly from the larger vineyards, is sold by auction at the beginning of December but there are wine tastings everywhere. In all of the villages,the wooden doors of small wine merchants lie open welcoming in the merely curious or potential customers who load up their cars by the box full.

Even if wine’s not your thing, Lavaux is well worth the visit

There are over 50 different hiking trailsthat meander across the vineyards from village to village. Parking is extremely limited, so at the height of the season it’s probably best to take the ferry to Lausanne and bus it to Cully or Lutry. Another top tip is to start early in the day. It was around 30 degrees last Wednesday when we were there. The heat radiating off the stone walls and the sun reflected off the lake meant it was just too hot to walk far so we had to bus it back…and don’t forget your sunscreen

In other news… The Haute Savoie seems to be relatively COVID-19 free at present although we’re surrounded by departments that are either ‘red’ or on the watch list. Also, the French Government website page devoted to applications for the new mandatory post-Brexit ‘Resident’s Permit’,scheduled to be on-line from 1st October, has been delayed. No new date’s been given so far.


Letter from Thollon September 2020

The New Normal

What a summer it’s been in Thollon. After all of the ‘should we or shouldn’t we?’ many people threw caution to the wind and came to Thollon after all. We saw an influx of French tourists who had decided that yes, a staycation in the fresh mountain air was just what they needed. We also saw many of our friends from the UK and Belgium, some of whom had to make an early exit due to new quarantine restrictions.

Overall, however the season was deemed a success. The restaurants and bars adapted well to the new restrictions and eating out on the terraces was perfect for those hot summer nights. Social distancing, I hear you ask? Yes, well, …as the evenings progressed and the music got louder, you really couldn’t resist a dance to Michel Sardou’s‘Connemara’or leaning in to hear the latest joke, but that’s human nature for you. We are social animals.

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Back to School

Now, with ‘La Rentree’, the village is sliding gently back to a more peaceful rhythm. The trees are changing, donning their coats of many colours. The damp cool air is fresh, and the autumn breezes ruffle the surface of the lake. Each day this week the clouds have looked a little grumpier, scowling at the village as if to say, ‘guess what we’ve got in store for you’. With the tourists heading back to their city lives, the bars and restaurants are taking stock. Many will be closing after the end of September, the owners heading off for a well-earned break. They’ll be back of course in time for the winter season, or at least we all have our fingers crossed that things will be fine by then. So, what will Thollon be like in those intervening months?

Live in Thollon permanently?

I’ve often wondered what it would really be like to live here all year round. When my husband first floated the idea several years ago, I laughed my socks off. What on earth would we do if we lived in the station all year? Everyone knows that the place all but shuts down out of season. Anyway, I’ve finally caved in. Spending lockdown here has altered so many things. You begin to realise what is really important in life. And it’s not my massive collection of shoes, nor all of the books I’ve collected for years…it’s not even having a Marks and Sparks just down the road! With the final Brexit deadline looming on December 31st it seems like a now or never decision, and maybe its one that you’ve contemplated yourselves before now. How will it all work? What are the formalities? How will Brexit really affect living in France? I’m also intrigued to find out what the village is like out of season. Apart from surfing the internet, what else is there to do in Thollon and beyond on wet rainy days?

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If, like me, you’re curious about life in Thollon as a permanent resident then check in with me again here on Thollon.org, where I’ll be looking at: …

.....the basics

• The paperwork needed to apply for a residence permit
• Paying the bills – what are your financial responsibilities
• Local health care – registering with a doctor 
• How to find a dentist
• How to speak French like a local
• Buying a French car …..

and all the‘Fun Bits’ (COVID restrictions apply) and of course the...... ‘less than fun bits’.

What are the positive and the negative aspects of such radical downsizing? Will Mr B be sleeping on the balcony after just a few weeks?

I’m so looking forward to this new phase in our lives. How long it’ll last who knows. Sitting here looking out over the lake, watching the sun highlighting the villages that nestle in the vineyards of Lavaux, for the moment at least, it seems like the perfect place to be.


Like migrating birds you just knew that the visitors to Thollon would be back… and here they are, in their droves.

This is really the first weekend of the traditional French holidays and the car parks in Thollon are filling fast. There are plenty of day trippers, hiking boots and haversacks at the ready, forming orderly queues at the gondola. All curious to see how work is progressing on the new restaurant; well is the answer to that. The shutters and blinds of the chalets and apartments are being flung open and the sunshine is flooding in.

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Trade is slowly picking up in the restaurants and bars in Thollon, most people preferring to sit outside on the terraces and there is an audible sigh of relief from the small businesses here as life continues to return almost to its pre lockdown rhythm. The cinema has also reopened with a stirring biopic on Charles de Gaulle attracting an audience of 4, myself included, on the first night.

Down in Evian the story is much the same. The market is doing a lively trade every Tuesday and Friday. Pavement cafes and restaurants are busy, particularly at lunchtimes and the usual tourist attractions such as the boat trips, the swimming pool and the little train are continuing as normal.

There are varying degrees of COVID precautions being taken. Some shops insist on masks being worn and have hand sanitiser at the door which you must use. Others have a more ‘laissez-faire’ attitude not wanting to put off potential customers although they may limit the number of people inside. It’s OK not to wear a mask if you’re seated at a table in a restaurant or café but you need to put one on if going to the toilet or when walking in or out of the premises.

Apparently Switzerland is introducing compulsory mask wearing in all public places from next week, having experienced a spike in cases over the past few days. My advice would be to always have a mask in your pocket or bag as you’re likely to be refused entry to some places without it.

There are some intrepid Brits around but I think most have been waiting to see what the latest quarantine restrictions are, now that they appear to have been lifted for France, we’re expecting to see a lot more.

If you’re planning a trip down you won’t be disappointed. The weather is stunning, regularly in the high 20’s down by the lake. In Thollon there is still a refreshing gentle breeze but the skies are azure blue with hardly a cloud.

It’s hard for us to gauge what it’s actually been like in other countries over the past few months, but here, despite all the restrictions, there seems to have been little panic and there is now a clear determination to get back to near normal as quickly as possible. As they say in Italian ‘chi va piano, va sano, va lontano’. Fingers crossed.


Riders on the Storm

I love a good storm, (as long as I’m safely tucked up at home!). When thunder rattles the windows and echoes along the mountain tops and lightening illuminates the distant peaks like a strobe in a nightclub. Our storms in Thollon are never half hearted, and this week’s have bordered on the sheer spectacular. Hailstones have pounded the village and flattened the gardens, creating small icecaps that sat like roundabouts for days in the fields in front of our apartment.

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Did you know that It was a similarly stormy night on Lake Geneva that heralded the birth of one of the greatest legends in history, Frankenstein’s monster? A creation that has spawned a thousand movies and was the catalyst of the multi-million pound horror industry. In fact, as you travel by car from the airport in Geneva to Thollon, you pass within yards of the elegant 18th century villa where Frankenstein’s monster took his first figurative steps.

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Let’s go back to the extraordinary ‘Year without a Summer’ of 1816. All across the northern hemisphere the effects of the eruption of Mount Tambora, an active Indonesian volcano, were being felt. Tambora spewed over 25 cubic miles of molten rock and ash into the atmosphere in 1815 with devastating effects on climate and agriculture throughout China, Europe and North America. There was widespread flooding, crops failed, dark clouds covered the skies forcing people to light candles during the day and it rained incessantly. The temperature remained unseasonably low all summer and snow covered the Jura in June and July. It was into this eery half-lit world that Mary Shelley first introduced her tortured creation.

The atrocious weather in Geneva that summer dampened the spirits of a small group who had travelled to Geneva from England in search of new adventures. Mary Shelley and her ‘husband’ Percy had rented a small cottage by the lake, (just about where the road from Geneva to Thollon sinks into the new tunnel) but preferred to spend most of their time at the Villa Diodati in the company of Byron and his doctor John Polidori.

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The Villa Diodati, Cologny One stormy night, back in the days before Gogglebox and Match of the Day, Byron suggested they each write a ghost story to pass the time. Byron wrote a few pages and quickly got bored, but Mary Shelley began her epic tale of the tragic life and death of the creature created by Dr Frankenstein.(Although Byron abandoned his story, it was taken up by Polidori who developed it into a story called 'The Vampyre’ which in turn, many years later, was picked up by Bram Stoker and became Dracula.

Around the same time, the general public, Percy Shelley included, became fascinated by the creation of electricity, attending public demonstrations of ‘galvinism’. Nick Groom of Exeter University cites one particular experiment in London in 1803 ‘when galvanism was used on the body of an executed criminal. The very first thing that happened was that the corpse opened its eyes. A very Frankenstein moment’. He describes Shelly’s own experiments with electricity when he ‘used to make all the family sit around the dining room table holding hands, and he’d turn up with some brown paper, a bottle and a wire and they’d all get electrocuted’.

Whatever the inspiration behind the story of ‘Frankenstein, or Prometheus Unbound’ it has remained an iconic novel. Looking out over our balcony in Thollon on a dark and windswept night, it’s not hard to imagine the lonely existence of the Creature, in the wilderness of the mountains that border the lake.

The Villa Diodati still stands above the lake in Cologny, it’s now a private house. It has one of the most spectacular views of Geneva and of the lake of any property in the area. In the evenings people sit in the Byron meadow, Le Pré Byron, next to the villa, waiting for the sun to set over the romantic backdrop of the Jura. A short 5 minute walk from the Villa Diodati you can find the incredible

Martin Bodmer Foundation which houses some of the worlds most precious manuscripts, including a Gutenberg Bible worth over £20 million. Mary Shelley’s original notebooks formed part of an exhibition here in 2017, which sadly I missed, but still well worth the visit.

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The Martin Bodmer Foundation at Coligny

A statue of Frankenstein’s ‘creature’ can also be found in central Geneva, in the PleinPalais, where he’s affectionately known these days as ‘Frankie’. I think he’d like that.


I hope you’ve enjoyed some of my stories over the past few weeks. Thank you for reading! I’m taking a short break now to head off adventuring down the Grande Route des Alpes to the South of France, hopefully I’ll pick up a few new stories along the way.

You can follow my travels on Instagram at ‘talesfromthebalcony’ and, fingers crossed, I might be allowed back soon 😉


Life is a Roller Coaster

You know that moment, when you get to the end of a roller coaster ride and breath a huge sigh of relief, well we’re almost there! But instead of hitting the buffers we’re coasting into a bright new future. One where we can start seeing our friends and families, begin to travel and plan holidays, walk in the mountains and boat on the lake. All those things that we sometimes took for granted before the COVID epidemic.

Not all of the restrictions here have been lifted, there is still a limit on the number of people allowed in shops at one time, a distance of 1 metre apart is ‘de rigueur’ and shop assistants peer out at you from behind hazy Perspex screens. On the other hand, all shops are now open, almost all of the cafes and restaurants are open, and people are using masks less and less. Have we become more blasé about taking precautions? I think on the whole we have. The official infection rate for the Haute Savoie today (Sunday 13th June) is 0 new infections and 0 new hospitalisations. Whether that is down to the natural lifecycle of the virus or the extreme precautions taken I don’t know. The general feeling however is that the lockdown measures have helped to lessen the impact of the epidemic and speed up a return to a semi-normal existence.

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Tourists are still thin on the ground though. We were in Lyon last week and were the only Anglophones there. In fact, we were the first visitors in the hotel after reopening…. and also the only ones!

In Thollon the weather has dampened the spirits of any potential weekenders and the village is still really quiet. We’ve had another week of rain, low cloud and low temperatures and much to Mr B’s disgust, the heating has been switched back on again (and won’t be going off for a while).

With the EU’s internal borders due to open tomorrow, I expect we’ll start to see a slow trickle of visitors, keen to check out their somewhat overgrown and dusty second homes. Hopefully, they’ll also inject a little life and a little cash back into the small businesses who are all geared up to welcome them back.

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The holiday season is potentially looking good for Thollon and the surrounding areas. Local businesses are banking on fresh mountain air, the amazingly crystal-clear lake, blue skies and sunshine to lure the French in particular to holiday here this year. Good news if you have property to rent out, maybe less good if you’re hoping to find something yourself. With the current quarantine restrictions in the UK whereby you’ll need to self-isolate for 14 days on your return from France, I doubt whether we’ll see you here for a while. You can rest assured though that Thollon will still be just the same as the last time you were here…. a place of timeless tranquillity, of fun and friendship and a home from home.

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Back to the Future

It’s all been a bit stop/start this week to tell the truth. We were all set to sail into summer at the start of this week, looking forward to long lazy lunches in restaurants down by the lake and more laid-back evenings on the terraces of the cafes and bars in Thollon. It’s not quite gone according to plan!It did start off well though, I have to say. On the first day of the re-opening of all shops, the restaurants and bars we headed down to one of those stunning lakeside restaurants with its ‘Pieds dans l’Eau’, (feet in the water) the Radeau, at Amphion. It was a perfect day….. 25 degrees, full sun and azure blue, cloudless skies. For the first time for 3 months I actually scraped off the jeans and put a dress on, what a shocking sight, and not only for me(after 2 months of lockdown I have legs like uncooked baguettes!).

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The restaurant was busy, most people were seated outside at the small tables that line the quayside, less than a metre from the water’s edge. From here you can watch the fish in the crystal-clear water eagerly anticipating a crust of bread, and the cormorants as they skim along the flat mirrored surface of the lake. The staff were super welcoming, and all wore masks which was a bit surreal.There was no need however for customers to wear masks when seated at the table, luckily for us otherwise it could have been a very light lunch. Menus and wine lists were printed on paper table mats – what a great idea, to avoid being passed from person to person. This still allows them toring the changes with the ‘Plats du Jour’, always the best value on the menu at 20 euros a head. The whole lunch was topped off with a glass of chilled rose or two. Bliss.

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Purely for research purposes we then headed down to the XV restaurant in Thollon, the only bar to open on the first day. Chef Arnaud has offered take-away meals to those of us who couldn’t face home fried beans anymore during lockdown, for which we’ll be eternally grateful. The XV, like all restaurants, has spaced out its tables so that customers are the recommended 1 metre apart. It was a beautiful warm sunny evening so as you can imagine the terrace filled up quickly, mostly with young French locals, happy that life is returning to quasi-normal. Possibly having seen how successful Arnaud’s opening night was, the remaining bars and restaurants in Thollon are now also opening. The St Nicholas opened on Thursday, the Ourson will open on the 8th June and Jerome’s towards the end of June. Are there enough people in the village yet to sustain all these bars and restaurants?I’m not sure, I think they might be in for a few quiet nights to begin with, at least until the borders open on 15th June.

Since those heady days of what we thought was summer, the weather has taken a turn for the worseand we've been plunged back into a permanent layer of cold cloud sprinkled with thunderstorms and lashing rain. The storm warning lights sited around the lake are flashing on and off now as I write, warning people not to venture out on the water, so I presume there's yet another storm on its way.

From our balcony we watch the storm clouds billowing along the lake, it’s like someone drawing a blackout curtain across the sky.

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On a more personal note. My balcony is being overrun with lettuces (letti?), it looks like we've carpeted the whole thing with AstroTurf. I've no idea who's going to eat them all. I don't even think you can make soup out of them. It was one of those staple foods that I thought I couldn't live without when they introduced the lockdown, 'must have something green', 'what can you grow in half a plastic bottle on the balcony'. It'll look like a tropical rainforest out there if they start to bolt! Once I've scythed through the lettuce I think I might experiment with a few geraniums, just for a change. Also, here’s a quick chance to say thank you to the Thollogands who kept the community together during lockdown…. from the postman to the take-away restaurants, the cheery supermarket staff to the boulangerie. Not forgetting our local doctor, who fortunately I’ve never met, and all of the people who worked, cared for and kept a discreet eye on their neighbours without looking for praise.

Thollon has always been a warm and welcoming place, this crisis has just highlighted what a truly amazing place it is.


1st June 2020

Here Comes Summer

Thollon is rolling gently into the long lazy days of summer. It’s as if the village is slowly waking up from a long sleep, shaking off the quiet dusty days of lockdown and emerging tentatively into the sun. The carpark is gradually filling with vehicles full of rucksacks, walking boots and mountain bikes and pasty-faced visitors tumble out of cars eager to find the freedom of the Memises once again. The gondola has been kick-started back into action and is enticing hikers back up the mountain with the promise of take-away panini and picnics overlooking the rubble of the old restaurant.

Meanwhile the owners of bars and restaurants in the village are debating whether to reopen this week or whether the limitations imposed on social distancing and the wearing of masks make it uneconomical or just too much hassle to relaunch their businesses yet. Luckily for us, the XV restaurant and bar is definitely reopening. Mr B. who has stoically endured home cook-ing for the past 2 months, has already booked our table for this Friday. He’s also booked a restaurant in Amphion for lunch on Tuesday and another for dinner on Wednesday. Appar-ently it’s purely for research purposes, so that I can write about our experiences next week…. but he’s definitely trying to tell me something! It’s going to be so interesting to see how this is going to work. Down by the lake the summer holidays are in full swing.

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Evian is packed with people strolling along the promenade, the kiosks are doing a roaring trade in ice-cream and take-away drinks, beer and wine included. The magic roundabout and playgrounds are full of slightly manic chil-dren burning off their pent-up energy. The lake is crystal clear, and each day sees more boats venturing out of the marina, the invigorating breeze blowing away the cobwebs of 2 months’ confinement. The graceful historic ship ‘the Savoie’ is plying her way tranquilly along the shoreline.

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Mr B. Is also super excited at the prospect of the grand opening of local legend, Jean-Jacques’ new kiosk/bar on the promenade later this week. So, as you can see, things really are getting back to normal here. “Les Anglais” have been sorely missed in the village, not just for the money they bring in but for their conviviality and open heartedness. Make no mistake, you’ll be welcomed back with open arms.


24th May 2020

Thollon Tripper

Nestled in the foothills of the Alps, Thollon is ideally placed for exploring the romantic shores of Lake Geneva and the rugged mountains ranges that surround it. Now that lockdown in France has eased we can travel anywhere within the Haute Savoie and up to 100 km outside. The lakeside roads are busy and the little wooden kiosks that sell refreshments have profited from the great weather and the holiday atmosphere of this post lockdown week.

Once you venture away from the lakeside however, it’s a different story. The mountain roads are empty, villages are deserted, cafes, bars and restaurants still closed. Loaded with a selection of disposable masks and a bucket of hand sanitizer we decided to go exploring and took our little rentalcar into the mountains for the day.

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Taking the ‘Grande Routedes Alpes’ we headed through spectacular mountain scenery to Les Gets for a visit to the intriguing Museum of Mechanical Music. Small museums and landscape gardens were amongst the first businesses allowed to reopen in France, most are run by volunteers and have struggled to survive without visitor income. Apart from a few inquisitive farm animals, we were the only ones out and about and so it was surprising to find this little gem of a museum open. Masks on, hands firmly in pockets, we headed in to be warmly greeted by 3 people in full PPE. We were the only people there. Requested not to touch anything we navigated our way to the upper floors.

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I have to say, I really wasn’t expecting much, but was I in for a surprise! This ultra-modern museum housed in one of the oldest buildings in Les Gets is home to a collection of over 800 musical marvels and is the largest collection in Europe. Every form of honky-tonk piano, ghost accordion and phantom violin is represented in this collection and all in full working order.

Ever wondered who the mother of the Wurlitzer was? Probably not, but in any event she’s here, in the form of giant circular metal discs pierced at strategic points, playing lively polkas and whirling waltzes to turn of the century pleasure seekers. From jazz to alpine melodies, from tiny delicate musical boxes to giant, colourful fairground organs they’re all here and the best thing is….. you get to hear them all.

Why did the organ grinder always have a monkey? No, it’s not the start of a really bad joke, or a smart alec way of referring to your boss at work, it’s because people were not allowed to hand coins directly to pedlars or street musicians in France, but you could hand the coins to the monkey, who, if he valued his nuts, would obviously pass the coins on to his owner!

My favourite? It has to be the huge Belgian dancehall extravaganza. Built in the 1950s in Antwerp, painted in ice-cream colours with neon lighting, it’s fronted by two Belgian saxophones, alongside mechanical accordions, trumpets, drums and percussion. It’s a Saturday night at the ‘balpopulaire’ kind of beast that could certainly tell a story or two.

Sadly only half of the museum is open to visitors at the moment. We weren’t able to see the collection of the earliest gramophones or visit the ‘Salle des Machines Parlantes’ with the first reproduction of the human voice. I would also have loved to see the automatons from the shop windows of the Faubourg St Honoré in Paris with their fairy story and Jules Verne themes. Still, that’s a good reason for a second visit sometime in the future!

Current opening times: Daily from 14:30 – 18:30 (closed on Tuesdays) Entrance fee: Adult 9 Euros, Child 5 Euros (only building A open at present)

Full details can be found at www.http://www.musicmecalesgets.org


14th May 2020

Arabian Nights

The week of the long-awaited deconfinement here in France has turned into a bit of an anti-climax. The weather has turned, and the village has been swathed in thick, swirling cloud and battered by heavy rain for the past few days. While we wait for the return of clear skies and sunshine, let’s take another little peek at the hidden history of Thollon and its sublime surroundings.

Today’s question is “what links Maxilly to 1001 Arabian Nights, one of the world’s most famous stories?” Perhaps it’s not what you first think.

Driving back to Thollon from the lakeside at the Petite Rive, you pass a long winding wall and manicured hedge that runs almost the length of the little village of Maxilly. Long-time visitors to Thollon probably know that the wall encloses the extensive domains of the President of the United Arab Emirates. Maxilly however, has other connections to incredible wealth, sumptuous banquets and a glittering ballroom.

A small wooden signpost at the side of the road points the way along the base of the lower wall to the Bois duBal, once also known as the Bois de Blonay or the Bois de Beckford. Now an open field overlooking the lake on one side and surrounded by majestic trees, this was once a place famous for its magnificent all-nightparties and lavish banquets. Classical statues stood like silent chaperones between the chestnut trees that were strung with lanterns and garlands of fresh summer flowers. Thousands of candles lit the scene, their quivering light reflected in grand mirrors that created the impression of a never-ending ballroom. Tables heaved under the weight of sumptuous banquets and a 30-piece orchestra played until the sun rose in the morning. Gilded carriages and private yachts brought the aristocracy from around lake along with eager local worthies.Silk ballgowns shone in the candlelight andtrailed through the grass.The host was William Beckford who regularly held these dazzling al fresco balls during the summer season, which the locals were allowed to watch from a distance.

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William Beckford arrived in Evian in 1786. The story has it that Beckford had been caught ‘in flagrante’ with the under-age William ‘Kitty’ Courtenay, which although never proven, was enough to ruin his reputation and send him scuttling across the channel to a more liberal Europe. He first went to Lausanne and when his wife died in childbirth, settled on Evian as the place to nurse his grief. In Evian, Beckford lived at Chateau Fonbonne (the plaque on the building says Duke of Bedford, but this is a common misspelling of Beckford). If you venture into the small garden at Chateau Fonbonne there’s a little wooden door that takes you into the dining room with its monumental fireplace surmounted by a coat of arms where Beckford gave his renowned banquets (often only open for art exhibitions). While Beckford was in Evian he was visited by the notorious Buck Whalley, a member of the Dublin Hellfire Club and ‘Ireland’s Greatest Adventurer’. Whalley once road a white Arabian stallion through the 2nd floor drawing room and out of the 30-foot window of his father’s house on St Stephen’s Green in Dublin, leaping a carriage in the road, before breaking his leg and killing the horse. Whalley left a series of letters describing his visits to Beckford’s chateau, ‘scented with pine from the great fireplace’ and the open-air ballroom at the Bois de Blonay.

So, what’s the connection with 1001 Arabian Nights and William Beckford, ‘the richest man in England’?

When he was 10, Beckford inherited the equivalent of £100 million from a fortune founded on Jamaican sugar plantations and slavery. He was privately educated, even being taught music by Mozart, and to cut an incredibly long story short. developed a love of Lac Leman when he spent 18 months in Geneva with his tutor. When he was 21 Beckford wrote one of the most famous Gothic novels, ‘Vathek, an Arabian Tale’. Inspired by 1001 Arabian Nights and reflecting the late 18th century obsession with the mysterious East, Vathek blended the supernatural, ghosts and all things Gothic with rich imaginative descriptions of the court of the Caliph.

After several years in Evian Beckford eventually went back to England where he built the monumental Fonthill Abbey with its 300-foot central tower and, according to contemporary sources, 60-foot-tall front doors.He took with him a memento of his time in Evian, a dwarf named Pierre Cola de Grailly, known as Piero, who lived with Beckford for 40 years. It was Piero’s job to great visitors to Fonthill, his restricted height emphasising the enormousness of the doors and entrance hall.

The Bois de Beckford, or Bois de Blonay continued to be used for fetes and village dances by locals for many years after Beckford’s departure. Eventually time was called on the wild carousing and the Bois was handed back to mother nature. Standing on this green expanse today it’s easy to imagine you can still hear the sound of the orchestra tuning their instruments, the rustle of silk as the dancers reel and the ripple of laughter from the guests…….but then again, maybe that’s just the neighbours over the wall.

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8th May 2020

Green has never been my favourite colour. Until now! France in her tentative move towards easing lockdown, has designated the Haute Savoie ‘Green’. Those more severely affected areas in the North-East of France and the Paris area are designated ‘Red’ zones and will remain more tightly controlled for now. Along with the gradual reopening of schools and workplaces there are new rules for the use of public transport and changes to financial support from the Government. International travel, including travel across borders within Europe, remains restricted to essential travel or repatriation only and is to be reviewed in June.

So, what does this mean for us here in Thollon? It means we’ll be able to travel freely throughout the Haute Savoie and up to 100 kms as the crow flies from here, all without needing a permission slip. We’ll be able to travel together in the car and even take the dog, the cat and the goat with us if we like. Of course, the 100 km thing sounds great until you realise that we’re mostly surrounded by Switzerland, so in reality we only have a slim slice of the pie to explore, but by the time you arrive we’ll know every nook and cranny of our slice of the pie. The lake and the lakeside beaches are out of bounds till 1st June at least, however the forests are open, so we’ll be able to enjoy long sunny walks on the Memises from Monday. We’ll be able to shop! Hurray! (I’ve had to resort to buying shoes on the internet just to feed my addiction).

One of our local newspapers, ‘Le DauphinéLibéré’ is offering a free face-mask with each copy sold in the Sherpa on Tuesday, so I bet that will be popular. In other news...work has started on the new restaurant in earnest. All that’s left of the ‘Eagle’s Nest’ is a heap of rubble and a forlorn ski boot lying at the side of the road.

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Every now and then we catch glimpses of yellow lorries, diggers and dumper trucks edging their way precariously up and down the zig-zag path like little worker bees heading back to the hive.We’re hoping for the ‘big reveal’ of the new restaurant in late Autumn. In the meantime, the picnic room that lurked beneath the terrace of the old restaurant may reopen in summer to offer drinks and snacks to knackered walkers and grumpy children. Of course, all of this could only be temporary and if the virus spikes again we could go back into a hard lockdown. Just in case, I’m setting my alarm for 6am on Monday morning as I don’t want to miss a minute’s freedom.

Thanks to LB & Pictures MS

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The new restauarant (picture below) will include a panoramic view of the lake.

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29th April 2020

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Well not really, but it’s a move in the right direction. The French Prime Minister, Edouard Philippe, has announced the lifting of some of the more restrictive lockdown measures here from the 11 May, albeit subject to a review on 7 May.

In theory we should be able to leave our homes without the need to complete the tedious permission slip, hurray. More importantly, we can stay out for as long as we like. All shops, hairdressers, libraries and small museums will be able to open. Social distancing in shops must be respected and wearing masks strongly advised, but not compulsory. Masks will be compulsory however, on public transport. Meeting in small groups of up to 10 people will be allowed, handy for the barbecue season! Travel will be limited to within 100 kms of your home, however the incentive to travel is somewhat curtailed by the fact that all restos and bars to are to remain closed for another few weeks.

Apparently hairdressers are increasing their prices as they’re having to buy in PPE and because of the vast quantities of extra hair dye they’re having to order to deal with all those greying roots. Talking of colour, on 7 May each department is to be colour coded, red for those where the virus is still virulent where tighter restrictions will stay in place and green for those where less or no virus is present.

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Here in Thollon, it is the ‘Préfecture’ at Annecy who will have the final say on what we can and cannot do. I can’t wait for the day when I don’t have to move Ninja like down the supermarket aisle, although I have to say the black outfit is pretty slimming. It gives the illusion that I’m still at my pre-lockdown weight, something the bathroom scales are telling me is a downright lie…..they’re heading for the tip as soon as it reopens!

As for international travel, while we’re looking forward to the tsunami of tourists arriving back in the village, there is currently no mention of lifting the restrictions on international travel. With the 100km limit for travel within France, the possibility of holidaying in Thollon in the next month or so seems remote, so don’t pack that suitcase just yet!

25th April 2020

The sounds of silence The sound of lawnmowers and strimmers. Construction work in the distance. The tantalizing beep of the gondola as it inches up the hillside. The sound of buds popping on the pine trees, releasing delicate misty sprays of seedlings into the air. The ribbon of cloud surging over the Jura like surf on a Cornish beach.

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Migrating birds swirling overhead, catching the thermals that will sweep them across the lake towards the cooler climes of Northern Europe. The sudden jarring noise of a police siren in the village, flagging down a couple travelling together in a car. The flourish of the pen and the ping of the clipboard as they’re issued with a fine for contravening the rules. The plaintive call of the village cats who swagger down the middle of the road with a misplaced sense of confidence.

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The peace and tranquillity sharpens the senses, the colours are brighter, the air clean and crisp in the mornings, warm and soft in the afternoons. Sound travels more clearly, or does it? Maybe we just have more time to stop and notice. The sound of a phone ringing in the distance……..how exciting, have to dash, might be for me!

Thanks to LB

16th April 2020                                             Thollon and the Tourist

Thollon is bursting into life! Everywhere you look there are flowers. The spectacularly good weather has encouraged the sudden appearance of lush green leaves and fields and gardens are dotted with blossom laden trees. Life is creeping back into the village too. Arnaud, chef extraordinaire at the XV restaurant, has started to offer a take-away service which is proving extremely popular with those of us fed up with beans on toast.

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To accompany yourtake-away meal you can also buy a bottle of carefully selected wine from the Cave à Vin further down in the village.

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Construction work is underway here, there and everywhere, well everywhere except the restaurant at the top of the slopes that was due for refurbishment this year. There are, however, no tourists! Tourism has been the lifeblood of Thollon for years.

Tourists are welcomed here all year round but particularly in the winter for the ski season and for the idyllic summers when you can walk for miles in the mountains or swim in the crystal-clear waters of the lake. Of course, it won’t be long till the tourists are back but, in the meantime, let’s use this opportunity to learn more about this little corner of Paradise.

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The Birth of Tourism So, let me tell you a bit more about Meillerie, the tiny dusty village on the lakeside, directly below Thollon. This little village isarguably the birthplace of modern-day tourism. Driving through Meillerie you might have noticed the mural painted on the side of a house, of a girl reading a book. Do you know who she is? If you’re really sharp-eyed, you might also have spotted a sign pointing to ‘La Pierre de Rousseau’….any closer now? The girl shown reading in the mural is Julie, the heroine of the phenomenal best-selling book of the late 1700’s, ‘Julie, ou La Nouvelle HéloÏse’.Written by author, philosopher and social commentator Jean Jacques Rousseau, the book caused a storm across Europe. Published as a series of letters between star-crossed lovers, it chronicles the doomed love affair of Julie and St Preux. In the story St Preux writes his letters to Julie while seated on a rock on the slopes above Meillerie from where he can see Clarens on the opposite side of the lake – home to Julie, the husband of her arranged marriage and her children. Needless to say, the story ends in tragedy because, as we all know, true love doesn’t always win out. Rousseau’s ability to describe such intense emotion, heavily laced with sentimentality, and his vivid descriptions of the settings of the plot led many to believe the story to be true. People wrote to Rousseau in their hundreds asking for portraits of Julie or at the very least one of her tear stained handkerchiefs...and the tourists, mostly from Britain, arrived in their droves. Everyone wanted to visit the site where St Preux had carved Julie’s name a thousand times in the surrounding rock. Meillerie became an overnight sensation. A symbol of true love reflected in the awe-inspiring majesty of its rocks running down into the depths of Lac Leman, and in its rushing torrents and its pine covered, flower strewn slopes. To the hordes of tourists, clutching their battered copies of La Nouvelle HéloÏse, Meillerie offered not just a quaint and pretty place to visit but a uniquely intense emotional experience…and they couldn’t get enough of it. (Attribution : Charles Édouard Le Prince / Public domain)


Rocking with Napoleon The advent of the French Revolution, and the lengthy Napoleonic Wars that followed this period of turmoil, severely curtailed the burgeoning tourist industry at the turn of the century. It was only after the Battle of Waterloo in 1815 that British tourists once again began to venture across the channel in any great number. They found a very different Meillerie. In the intervening years, the Emperor Napoleonconstructedthe road we use now to allow him to move his troops and canon rapidly along the lakeside and into Italy. Napoleon’s answer to the forbidding rocks of Meillerie was simply to blast them apart using canon mounted on boats out on the water, thus no doubt ruining many a Sunday afternoon picnic. A nice little story about the Imperial route or Napoleon’s road is that it was originally meant to run at the back of the town of Evian and not along the water’s edge as it does now. Napoleon’s chief engineer, Nicolas Céard, was said to have a particularly alluring mistress back in Paris who he was desperate to get back to. So, he took the quickest route possible and built the road straight through the town.

Mad, Bad and…. Certainly… Dangerous to know Meillerie’s fortunes as a tourist destination were revived in 1816 by the visit of the notorious Lord Byron. It’s hard to overstate how famous Byron was throughout Europe at that time, not only for his exotic and chaotic private life but also for his poetry. Whilst in Geneva, Byron met and became friends with another famous poet, Percy Byssche Shelley. In June of that year the two set out, ‘La Nouvelle HéloÏse’ in hand, to sail around the eastern end of Lac Leman, visiting Nernier, Evian and Meillerie on the way. Having spent one or two days in Meillerie they headed towards St Gingolph. As they left Meillerie a huge storm blew up and threatened to sink the boat or dash them onto the rocks. Despite having an experienced helmsman aboard, the tiny boat was heavily overloaded as Byron could never travel without cases of clothes, books, etc. Shelley couldn’t swim and sat stoically clinging to the sides of the vessel. Byron on the other hand was a strong swimmer and stripped off his coat ready to swim to shore with Shelley in his arms. Presumably the helmsman was to be left to his own fate. The boat was eventually washed ashore at St Gingolph and no lives were lost, much to the astonishment of the locals. The storm had however ripped out many of the walnut and chestnut trees that lined the lake side at St Gingolph. Byron added his own fuel to the fire of the tourist industry at Lac Leman, writing about Meillerie and Clarens in the third part of his epic poem, Childe Harold. The publication of the poems he wrote while here in that summer of 1816 reignited interest and led to a surge of visitors once more.

And so.. There is so much more to write about Meillerie. It may have lost its allure, and its literary associations have been dimmed by the mists of time, but like everywhere else around this incredible lake, you only have to lift the covers and peek beneath what you see today to discover a vibrant, intriguing and awe-inspiring past.

10th April 2020

Joyeuses Pâques from here in Thollon! The sun’s shining, leaves are appearing on the trees and the tracks are bordered with delicate wild flowers. Looking out over the lake I can see the ferry shuttling back and forth to Lausanne and an occasional power boat skimming along the Swiss shoreline, filling everyone watching it with envy. Thollon is quiet! Although, as I write, my neighbour has got out his new Saxophone! He’s practising some rather catchy tunes which I’m sure you’ll all love when you get back here in the summer. I hadn’t realised how much I could enjoy ‘The Pink Panther’ but having heard it 26 times this morning I have a new appreciation of its subtleties. He is, in fact, very good, another one of those sickeningly naturally talented people. He’s now moved on to the accordion with an uplifting rendition of ‘La Vie en Rose’……. Sympa!

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The village would normally be packed at this time of year but this weekend there’s no-one about. One or two new cars have appeared over the past few days but there’s been no mass invasion of holiday makers. Tight restrictions are still in place here, although garden centres are now classed as essential services and people are being encouraged to start growing their own vegetables. I’m experimenting with a carrot top on the balcony, I think carrots could be off the menu for a while!

Still no sign of when this is going to end here, President Macron is due to make a speech on Monday evening, but we expect to remain in lockdown for a while yet. Here in the village the bottom line is that we really don’t have much of a clue about what’s going on. We watch the local news but Thollon is too small to warrant a mention and with so few people here there are no reliable lines of communication, so we rely on ‘Radio Couloir’. When I worked in a French speaking office any news worth knowing was filtered down the corridors via ‘Radio Couloir’. That’s how we all knew that Doris from accounts was caught ‘in flagrante’ behind the photocopier and that Simon in stores kept a bottle of vodka in the broom cupboard. If you haven’t heard this expression you can translate it as ‘Chinese Whispers’ i.e. I was told by a friend of a friend who swears it true. So, Radio Couloir tells us one day that ‘yes there is Coronavirus in the area’, and the next day that ’no there isn’t’. All we can do here is listen to the Government advice, stay home, open another bottle of wine, perfect our nonchalant Gallic shrug…..et on verra!

31st March 2020

Fred, the regular Thollon postman, is a colourful character. Everyday he tours the village in his little yellow van like Postman Pat meandering across the Yorkshire Dales, until…… he gets to that stretch of open road to LaJoux. Suddenly he’s transformed into Alain Prost, no longer a post office van but a MaClaren F1. Foot to the floor, he roars past our apartment building leaving clouds of dust in his trail. Birds cling to the branches, dogs cower behind ashen faced owners. But not today! With a squeal of brakes Fred comes to a juddering halt outside our building. Springing from the van like a cat on a trampoline he bounds up the stairs and rings our doorbell. As we’re all on lockdown here our doorbell hasn’t rung for about 2 weeks, so you can imagine the excitement. Thinking it was a friendly neighbour, clandestinely delivering cakes and goodies, I open the door… just as something flies past my head and lands on the floor in the middle of the living room. In the gloomy hallway I catch a glimpse of a figure bounding back down the stairs and then all is quiet once more. Stunned, I turn and look at the unidentified flying object that’s just landed under the sofa. Hilary Mantel’s 900 page sequel to Wolf Hall. Thank goodness I was standing behind the door as the prospect of a trip to hospital at the moment fills me with dread. In the distance I can hear Fred revving the engine of the long suffering little yellow van…… can’t wait for the next delivery. Thanks to LB

22nd March 2020

Curious about what’s happening in Thollon during the lockdown? The simple answer is …..absolutely nothing! But that’s not quite true…… Here’s an update on life in lockdown in this most beautiful of verdant cages.

You’ve probably all seen the news from France, at the time of writing there are over 560 deaths and more than 15,000 people with the virus. In contrast to the approach taken by the UK Government, the French have imposed strong restrictions on the movement of people and on businesses. At the present time people are allowed to leave their house, albeit alone, to shop for essential items. We have to stay withing 1 km of home, although the prefecture of Annecy have said you should not go further than your patio. No cycling, no hiking (that’s a tough one!) and no jogging, and woe betide you if you’re outdoors without your governmental permission slip in your hand. In Evian the mayor has closed the promenades and all the parks. All children’s playgrounds are under lock and key and only the food shops remain open. The comments section of yesterday’s newspaper Le Messager reflected the concern amongst some local residents with call for fines of 25,000 euros or stiff prison sentences for people walking their dogs. Are people being fined? Yes they are, only 38 euros at the moment but it’s a sliding scale.

In Thollon silence reigns. Everywhere is closed. The gondolas swing forlornly in the breeze and the snow is disappearing fast. The little Sherpa supermarket in the Station itself is our lifeline at the moment. Lionel’s smile gets broader by the day. His shop is well stocked and he has an abundance of fresh fruit and vegetables. Each morning we open our fridge and try to identify which essential ingredient for dinner is missing. Great!! We have a valid reason to leave the flat and head off down to the Sherpa, walking the regulation 1 metre apart, and nod warily at the small huddles of locals standing outside. Clutching our red pepper or tin of beans like we’ve won the Ashes we had straight back home. Nowhere else to go, no one else to see. Are there Gendarmes patrolling the village? Personally I haven’t seen any but the word on the vine is that 2 policemen where seen on motorbikes a week ago. Are people obeying the rules and staying indoors? The vast majority of the very few people still here are, yes. There will always be those who think they’re immortal and that now is the time to party on. For once it’s not the Brits. For those Brits that are still here, we’re grateful for this haven of peace and tranquillity, away from the perils of city life. We’re grateful that France is still a welcoming, friendly if fearful country, and we’re grateful for a sense of strong leadership and direction…..that at least there is someone at the helm. Thollon remains a rural paradise, the views are still stunning, the buzzards whirling and the sun is still shining in Lausanne.

So hurry back as soon as you can. What a party that will be!!! Thanks to LB