… forgot to switch on the alarm this morning?

Yes, Bane of Britain strikes again, didn’t he? At least I had an unexpected and welcome lie-in.

I’d been on my travels too. Dealing with issues of about two inches of water on the kitchen table and worktops (and how it was staying on there without running off I really don’t know) with tons of bits of bread all soaked in it. And I was using some kind of net to fish it out so that it didn’t wash down the drain and block it up.

As a result I had a very late start to my day, which I have spent mainly catching up with the photos (which are now up-to-date). On Monday some time I’ll have to start adding them to the blog entries.

But about 15 minutes of the day was also spent curled up on my chair asleep. Despite the lie-in and the brazil nuts, I can’t escape from this fatigue.

There was lunch of course, and for tea I found a curry in the freezer. Only three months old too. But the freezer is pretty crowded at the moment and I’m running out of carrots. I’ll have to buy some more tomorrow and hope that in the meantime the freezer will empty itself a little.

The walks were something of a disappointment in the sense that for the whole day we had a sea mist that obscured the view.

But with there being the lowest tides of the year right now, the pecheurs à pied – those who go scavenging in the rock pools along the coast – were out there in force right now.

One of my neighbours was down there too somewhere and he showed me his collection of fruits de mer later in the day.

But regular readers of this rubbish will recall that I mentioned a while ago that there was some talk of opening up some of the bunkers of the Atlantic Wall to make some kind of museum.

I noticed today that one of them has been opened up, there’s some kind of grille or grating placed across the opening and they seem to have started work inside it.

So perhaps we’ll have our museum after all.

And this evening I was once more alone on my travels around the walls.

As I said earlier, there was a sea mist out there and it was making the surroundings look all rather surreal.

The buildings of the Place d’Armes looked quite Gothic in this sort of lighting.

And so I took a couple of photographs of them this evening, using different camera settings.

You can see the results in these two photos here.

I’ve managed to see both my cats today. Gribouille came for a good stroke, and so did Minette later – that is, until she smelt Gribouille.

So shopping tomorrow. I’m a little low on stuff at the moment so I need to stock up. A nice early night is called for.

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