Wound up

We both seem to be  feeling much better today, though I also feel as though I did quite enough yesterday not to wish to exert myself today. I busied myself this morning in winding balls from the little skeins of Art that I found in the caravan yesterday. Overall I believe that I am now feeling more positive about the yarn supplies for the Beekeeper’s Quilt, especially since I received an email via a Ravelry stash enquiry.

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Unfortunately I am not making progress on either the knitting or the sewing together as the project is out in the RV and Mr L has removed the step in an attempt to repair the damage done when we were at Kippford. There is no getting in or out for a while today.

Happily Mr L is feeling loads better. He saw the GP this morning and they outlined a plan for reducing medication. The next step is to get him down to Aberdeen  for the Consultant to take a look at him. We celebrated with croissants and frothy coffee for breakfast

I think I shall continue to rest today on yesterday’s hard-working laurels. In fact, I am not even going to cook. I made bread yesterday and we plan to have bread and cheese this evening.

Teddy is much on my mind at present. I miss him very much, particularly his cuddles. Unlike the general aloofness of most cats, Ted would force his affection upon us and insist on a proper cuddle with head butting and grooming thrown in. I was never enchanted by having my hair covered in cat spit but it did at least seem to have some real significance. Never believe people who would  maintain that animals cannot love and that it is wrong to anthropomorphise. Teddy was very much in love with his Humans and very keen to demonstrate our kinship.

Tan is coming to stay tomorrow, until Monday. I am looking forward to taking her and Nell out to play, perhaps at Sty Wick. With a bit of luck there should be some good photos to come out of that.

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 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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