It’s no secret that once you have a kid, those ‘relaxing weekends’ where you get to lie in as late as you want, and waste an entire day (or two) watching movies or bad TV are gone, gone, gone. Which is fine. Mostly.

So we make a point of having ‘Mummy, Daddy, buddy’ days every weekend since it’s the only time we aren’t tag-teaming Buddy, and we get to do something all together. It’s Buddy’s favourite time of the week, and mine too.

A good friend of ours is still continent hopping (until she gets her long stay visa) and she’ll be leaving soon to head back to the US for the required 3 months. So we invited her out on one of our “Mumma, Daddy, Buddy” days to take her to some of the smaller villages not easily accessible without a car.

Stop 1:  Mougins.  This is easily one of the most popular villages in the south of France, and yet, after 11 years, I’ve still never been. About 15 minutes inland from Cannes, Mougins is a stunning medieval villages surrounded by forests. The narrow pedestrian roads wind their way up to the squares and towers in the center, and it’s easy (and lovely) to lose your way! Mougins has a strong artistic and gastronomic history. Pablo Picasso lived his later years, and died in Mougins, and many other artists of note lived or frequented here at one time or another:  Cocteau, Man Rey, Edith Piaf to name a few. And not only has Mougins boasted a number of Michelen starred chefs, but it also hosts the annual International Gastronomy Festival every September. I think worth a follow up trip, non?


We found a cute little cafe right up near the top of the village, and enjoyed a late morning round of milkshakes and smoothies before heading onwards.


Stop 2: Valbonne. Not the first time we’ve been here, but it’s so very different from all of the other villages in the area. Most villages are built on a hilltop, and they seem less structured in the architecture and layout.  But the old town of Valbonne is very gridlike (apparently from the influence of the Roman Military Camps), and in the center is a large town square, surrounded by arcades (most of which are restaurants, making the square a bustling place to be at lunchtime and dinner — and so we had to stop for lunch!)  The streets are twee, charmingly decorated with original wooden doorways and antique doorknockers, flower boxes and bric a brac. The village may have a strong anglo population, but it just oozes french charm. I’ve heard it’s a great place to go for Halloween, we may need to check that out this year!


Stop 3: Biot.  We didn’t actually head into the villages of Biot (which is quite small), but we’ve been several times. Biot is world famous for producing hand-blown bubble glass… and that’s what we were here for this time. At the outskirts of the villages is the ‘Verrerie de Biot’, a large glassworks that is a museum, a boutique, and an opportunity to watch the glassblowers creating their masterpieces. It’s an amazing process, and often 2 or 3 glassblowers need to work together to piece together and form the perfect product.

As sturdy as these beauties are, hubs has managed to break 2 of my beloved wine glasses over the last 2 years, and this trip was to replace the most recent casualty. I’m sure we’ll be back again soon.

biot glasses

And now it’s Monday. Back to work. Looking forward to the next ‘Mumma, Daddy and Buddy day’… where will we go??