It’s SATURDAY. I should have remembered that this morning but didn’t and so I missed going to the Heritage Centre to spin. I still cannot get used to these three-day weeks and am constantly addled about which day of the week that it is. So, sorry, Gill.

Being Saturday it is Curry Day but for a change, Mr L is not making me a curry and I am cooking a steak for him instead.  It feels a little overly-meaty, having had the barbecue going on Thursday but the meat does need using. I mitigated the situation by making a veggie meal yesterday (Tagliatelle with  Mushrooms and Fennel).

Norma brought me a package this morning that I was not expecting. Mr L bought me a surprise. A lovely new… vacuum cleaner. It’s a rechargeable hand-held one, very small and easy to fit into the RV when we go full-timing.

Thank you, dear

Norma also brought an envelope for Mr L, a form that he is required to fill in for his employer’s pension scheme in order to get his money out. He duly completed it and this afternoon we took a walk along the road to the post box.

walk (1 of 1)

I took my new phone instead of the camera and once again tried putting its camera through some paces. It’s a struggle

Walk (3 of 7) walk (6 of 7) walk (4 of 7)

This one came out the best – are not these goats adorable? No other word for it. Unless it’s Angorable. Are they Angora goats? I’m not very clued about goats or matters caprine.

Capricious Caprines
Capricious Caprines

In Other News, I have started one sleeve of Mr L’s sweater, deciding not to knit the pair together.

One at a time
One at a time

Not a lot of progress made yet and I am daily more sure that this sweater will not make it to the Show bench this year.


Recently, at the: Crooked House

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 21, 2020 at 11:21AM

We just met our first Spanish self service fuel, there has always been an attendant whenever we have fueled up on previous visits. The machine took the card, asked which pump (!?), what fuel, and how much. It chucked the ticket out, said something in Spanish, and then failed to provide any diesel. We are… Continue reading October 21, 2020 at 11:21AM

October 21, 2020 at 10:55AM

Time to go. Pastures new tonight, another revisit tomorrow. #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020

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