… that the guy who runs the “weigh-it-yourself” olives shop isn’t a Bekgian. Seeing as how I had run out, I went for a beautiful walk in the sunshine down there to buy a pile.
€1:03, the price was.
“So just give me €1:00” aid the cashier.
Yes, Definitely not Belgian.
And then tonight, I made myself a kidney bean whatsit with fresh carrots and tomato sauce as planned, and promptly forgot to add the olives that I had bought earlier. You couldn’t make that up, could you?
Another difficult night where it took ages to go off to sleep, but once gone I was gone for good. Just the odd bit of awakening but nothing exciting.
They really had forgotten to bring breakfast round, so we were on rather short commons yet again this morning. But back down here afterwards (in the light too – the nights are getting shorter) I had a bit of a doze for an hour or two.
Apart from some tidying up this morning, I went round to the bank. I’d found one of my bank cards but it needed activating. However, I couldn’t do it over the phone, hence my walk. Unfortunately, I’ve waited too long so the activation window has expired. I need to head off to my branch in Brussels one of these days.
And that gave me ideas.
Sorting out my medical expenses is something of a nightmare, so I sent an e-mail off to the Pensions Service of my former employers. They weren’t much help last time I was there, but this is what they are there for. I’ll blag my way into an appointment with them, and then I can go to the bank while I’m there.
For lunch I didn’t eat all of my baguette. I’m not that hungry, and if we are having no breakfast tomorrow either (and checking at 21:15, it looks very much like it) I’ll toast the rest that remains and that will do me fine.
This afternoon, as well as chatting to The One That Got Away, I sorted out another huge pile of papers. That was an enormous task and although I finished the most important stuff, I haven’t quite done all that is needed. But I ran out of enthusiasm – something that is happening far too frequently these days.
As well as the kidney bean whatsit, I had ice-cream for pudding. That was nice. And now I’ll try another early night.
It’ll do me good.
