The true scents of Provence? Lavender, thyme, and septic tank.
There are hundreds of interesting things you can do in a bath, but washing dishes is not one of them, nor is it what writer Jean Gill had in mind when she swapped her Welsh Valley for a French one.
Keen to move out of the elephant's stomach, that stew of gray mists called weather in Wales, she offered her swimming certificate to a bemused Provençale estate agent and bought a house with good stars and its own spring water. Or, rather, as it turns out, a neighbor's spring water that is the only supply to the kitchen, which, according to the nice men from the Water Board, is emptying its dirty water directly and illegally onto the main road.... And there's worse....
But how can you resist a village called Dieulefit - "God created it" - the village "where everyone belongs"?
Discover the real Provence in good company.