The new house is between an infants school and a high school. They're both a few hundred metres away, not next door. Around midday, we get the wonderful sound of the infants chattering as they walk in a crocodile to the high school, presumably for lunch. It really is a sound that makes me smile, brings a happiness. Then they come again back the other way, for afternoon classes, or possibly even a nap.
Opposite the house is the tree lined Champ de Foire, mainly parking but they do have periodic fairs, brocantes etc. Today it hosted the kids doing the French equivalent of cycling proficiency. All helmeted up and in high viz. So cool to watch.
Friday afternoon, the school buses come in to transport the high schoolers back to their homes. It's a large rural area, so the high school (lycée) is effectively a boarding school 5 days a week. You see the kids wheeling their suitcases etc to board their buses.
I think I'm going to like living at our new house.