… and now I’m back after my mega-voyage of this weekend.
Yesterday evening was, as you know, quite an exciting dash through the wilds of rural Burgundy, but this morning it was a totally different story.
There were hay lorries, tractors, all kinds of things on the roads. No wonder I like to travel at night. And the final straw was near Moulins where they had part of the N7 closed for resurfacing – it took an hour to travel 6 kms, such is the traffic on the N7.
Bback home here though, I encountered all of the storms and the rain. I’m not unloading Caliburn in this weather.
And the solar panels on the end of the barn, those that I fitted before I went? They are producing about 20% more than those on the roof of the Luton Transit. I was hoping for more but never mind – it’ll do.
I was however back home in time to attend Lieneke’s party, where I spent most of my time chatting to Tyas, Simon and Desiree. It’s been a while since I’ve seen them.
And as you might expect, it all caught up with me later so I came home and crashed out. No surprise here.
And do you know what? I have to go back and do exactly the same thing next weekend too!
