An unaccustomed late night last night, coupled with a moderate intake of red wine, and a sleepy-headed pup, meant that we got off to a late start this morning. Mr L needs to finish setting up his new pooter (Delphi is giving him some problems) and I need to:

  • do my patchwork homework (oh, yeah…)
  • finish my sock (oh, yeah…)
  • wind some yarn (most likely to succeed)
  • perform as sous chef in the mantling of a Chicken Jalfrezi

What I really feel like doing is… absolutely nothing at all.

Oh, and my beloved tells me that there is heavy rain on the way. No change there, then.

Where’s the chocolate?

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 26, 2020 at 02:35PM

#livereportingfromtheroad #france #autumn2020

October 26, 2020 at 01:41PM

Bleurgh! #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020