I hope the rain holds off a bit longer

The rain has ceased and the wind has dropped, the sun is out and there is blue sky to be seen. Hurrah, it has been a miserable few days of late.

The break in the weather has led to a fit of DIY and there is now a hole in the sitting room where the East window used to be. I have every digit crossed in the hope that the new unit will be fitted before dark – the days are not long at this time of the year.

Last night I filled another bobbin of singles, I do enjoy this new routine of fireside companionship. I should probably note that there was a degree of guitar trauma yesterday however.

Mr L’s “new” guitar has a fault and one of the pickups is not working properly. The vendor agreed that the guitar could go back at his expense for repair. Then he got back to us, having remembered where we live , and said he would not pay carriage down. We packed up the guitar and looked up the cost of sending it away: £45 plus.

Statutory rights were checked and it is indeed the vendor’s responsibility but he was very good over absorbing the excess delivery charge on the sale and had also reduced the sale price – we did not want to get him off-side at this stage. Mr L suggested that he return just the pickup for replacement, and thus it was agreed. So the guitar was unpacked again and available for play.

Hugo failed to see much action as after we packed up the fireside activities we took the Guardian crossword to bed. A new-to-us setter kept us guessing for a couple of hours, leaving just enough time for one ep of Californication on Netflix.

I shall have to keep moving today in order to keep warm until the window is restored. No Hugo today. I shall be doing the Dyson Dance to keep my blood moving.

It is the island’s bonfire tonight and I had hoped to go and see if I could take any firework photographs.  That’s looking unlikely now but I suppose getting the new window in and weatherproof is by far the priority.

Prawn Pathia later, with a bit of luck. It all depends on how well the window goes in and at the moment,  it’s not.

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Bare Naked

Bare Naked

We are home again, after a month-long trip away. A trip during which I completely failed to get my laptop out. It was good to come home. We were driving along, close to Le Dorat at the time, when I felt that “aren’t we fortunate to live in such a lovely part of France” feeling washing over me. I had a sudden urge to invite all my friends to come and stay and to shareContinue readingBare Naked

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Recent movements of the: Deux Escargots

October 22, 2020 at 01:21PM

Ah, the windy highway. The last time we came down here our awning blew open… Thankfully it’s not even close to being that windy today. Phew. Not so good now that the tolls have been removed and there are HGVs to contend with. A bit macho, your Spanish lorry driver.. #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020

October 22, 2020 at 12:22PM

Rather a different day today but still warm, with 24 degrees expected by the time that we reach Ribamar. Those Happy Hour beers will be tempting. Shopped this morning before leaving, to find the Christmas Turron had arrived overnight. I confess; we spent an inordinate amount on Turron and chocolate. #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020

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