The Wind Blows Round Page #3

It plays holiday resorts,

important places.

Classical repertoire,

you needn't work hard.

It won't hinder your recovery.

I'm going.

The wind blows round

and everything comes back

sooner or later.

- Heard the latest?

- Is it really true?

They're all there working, doing

a rueido like in the old days.

What does the mayor think?

He's working hardest of all!

- Here, it's from Fausto.

- Thanks.

Always studying, eh?

We're coming on fine,

we've done a good job.

The state that place was in!

We'll be finished

in a couple of days.

Come and sit down.

Hello, Bep.

Only just got here?

Where's Fausto?

His manager's here.

That woman from Turin.

- He'll have better things to do.

- About time too!

Be seeing you. Thanks.

- Will this be enough?

- Yes.

- Make a note so you'll remember.

- Okay.

Have the goats eaten?

I was just feeding them.

All right, goodbye.

- Who was it?

- The mayor.

Again?

Put some lavender on,

it smells nice.

Close the door

so everything gets disinfected.

We welcome the Heraud's.

Philippe, Chris and their children

with a warm heart

and the best wishes

for a happy future.

The Chersogno town council

would like to thank those

who've made

their land available.

The town council

wishes the Heraud family

an honest and dignified future

with the fruits of a labour

that's a natural continuation

of the activity

our ancestors performed here

in the past.

Thanks to everyone.

To everyone

who helped with the house,

who cleaned the stalls,

and to all of you

who've come tonight.

It wasn't easy

for my wife and I

to change countries,

to come here with a new language,

or for our kids either.

But I believe that in life,

you have to do

something crazy sometimes.

Thank you.

Thank you all, really.

May I?

Hi.

So how's it going?

I brought you some vegetables.

I didn't think you had any.

Go ahead and use this,

I'll bring more next week.

Otherwise it will go bad.

It's that way,

from there to the river.

You can graze your animals

in the pasture on the other side.

That's where you can graze them.

Great!

You over there!

That's mine over there!

Those are my pastures!

And my shed!

Stop yelling, Emma.

We're here to do what's allowed.

Sure you are...

We'll see what you do.

We'll see!

- Is something wrong?

- No...

NO GRAZING ALLOWED

Hello.

Put them away right, Max.

Your goats have gone into

Aunt Emma's property twice.

Her cows won't eat

where your goats soil the grass.

They'll end up falling into the gulch.

Virginie must not have noticed.

Anyway, stay away from there,

you've got your own space.

- The priest wants to bless the house.

- No.

Did you hear about the French guy?

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