A dandelion by any other name . . is still a weed.

The title says it all.   Well what it says is I find myself unable to edit out, or in, any of the minor but amusing interludes on our journey today. So I'll just keep it to myself.
Extras:   Our new house on the river Charante, the lounge thereof, the next-road-neighbours' house, the guard goose and where the canoes might be kept. (yet to be investigated. We have the key but it hasn't been used for a while!!! )
PS:  There is a contraceptive in the lounge.  Can you spot it?