Hello, Hello, Hello (December Reflections 17)

Today’s December Reflections prompt: I said Hello To is giving me some problems. I have no idea what to write about.

There have been no big new Hellos in my life in 2019 – they all happened last year and I could have rabbited on for hours on this topic just 12 months ago,

True enough, we travel a great deal and we meet a great many people. I have said Hello and Good Morning in several different languages this year: English, French, Italian, German, Spanish and Portuguese.

Perhaps that is interesting enough in itself!

I must confess that some mornings when I head for the shower I actually struggle to recall which country I am in and what greeting to offer to the other bleary-eyed campers that I meet en route to the sanitaires. I quite liked Germany, where a grunted “Morgen!” sounds sufficiently like my own cursory Yorkshire version of “Morning” that I could get away with things. Here on the Iberian Peninsula things can be more tricky due to the simultaneously similar-but-different Portuguese and Spanish salutations.

Yes, I become tongue-tied.

Happily, the camping community largely settles for a cheery “Hello” whatever country the greeter hails from. I am repeatedly reminded of my privileged position as one who has grown up as a native English speaker. I do like to put in some effort though – just ask me after I have had my morning coffee and I will try to do better!

Recently, at the: Crooked House



It’s a reasonable day today and thus we have the back doors standing open. This means that Chloé can come and go as she pleases (she refuses to use the cat flaps and expects us to give her ingress and egress via the sitting room window). We were taking a coffee break in between sorting out the van, when we heard a strange Chloé-type noise. I did not like it. I wondered if she hadContinue readingThanks!

Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

It has been a busy day, not much time for anything. We walked the dog this morning but I took no photographs until I decided to take a few potshots in the village on our way back.

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