Small world

It was feeling pretty cold last night. Mr L, being the weather geek that he is, looked on the web to see if he could find  a local temperature reading. He found one, in Kippford (1.7°C, apparently.)  Somebody with a weather station is uploading data to Weather Underground. Nobody he knew, he said, not a Cumulus user…

I made suitable noises and went back to doing something more interesting but was disturbed a few minutes later by an ejaculation… Bl**dy H*ll, it’s D**** J******* ! Said, DJ was formerly a Cumulus user who lived very close to us when we were on Speyside. Then he moved to Nithsdale, close to where we used to live before that. It appears now that he lives a few hundred metres away from where we have parked Hank the Yank.

In the process of checking out the weather station. Mr L found that DJ had tweeted recently a request for somebody to knit him some slippers. Well, what could I do? I replied to that tweet and kind of volunteered my skills…

This is me, the so-called knitter who has not once picked up the needles since arriving on site. Also the me that has very cold toes of her own and hopes to make some thrummed socks for herself very soon now. All this and Joe Stalin too. I’m going to be busy, aren’t I?

We found a new short circular route around this new small world of ours today and a very pleasant walk it was too, through some beautiful woodland with sycamores yielding their golden leaves to reveal some wonderful views across the estuary. No, sorry, no camera action today.

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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 18, 2020 at 01:22PM

On our way again. Not far to go and no check in until 2pm so a late and lazy start to our day. I have been watching eagles. Not sure what we are going to be doing for the next few days. We want to take Nell to a vet and the outcome of that… Continue reading October 18, 2020 at 01:22PM

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One Comment

  1. A very small world indeed. 🙂 I look forward to commissioning some slippers. Oh, and meeting you too, after all these years

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