… really work, you know.
My flu injection was only given to me about two weeks ago, and I’ve caught it already. How about that?
Yes, I awoke this morning full of aches and pains and feeling pretty exhausted. So mush co that it took me until about 06:45 to haul myself out of my bed.
After the medication and while I was waiting for it to work, I had a look to see what was on the dictaphone.
Last night I was out with a pile of people and I was doing some images for the website and doing all the tags. It wasn’t until I’d almost finished that I realised that I had the tags to all the wrong images, (something like I did the previous evening before going to bed) so I had to sit down and change them all. I managed to find a bulk utility that would change them all with just a few strokes of the key and when I’d done that the images leapt from the page and really took on much more relevance. I remember saying to whoever I was with that it’s amazing the power that you can get out of just a couple of words.
After breakfast I made a start on Strawberry Moose‘s Christmas card to his friends.
Over the past 18 months he’s made several new friends and he wanted them to feature on it too, so what could I do but oblige?
That took me longer than expected – although it didn’t really because I was far too optimistic that what I was able to do, I could do simply and without too much effort. But I ought to know better by now.
Anyway, it’s all done and dusted and it prints out nicely on the new photo paper. Someone whom I know doesn’t have the internet so I sent his by post.
That’s right – I went to the Post Office on my way out and posted the Christmas Card.
But first, seeing as the harbour gates were closed, I went for a walk around the port to see what was going on.
We have seen a lot of Aztec Lady just recently in the Chantier Navale. But here she is in the inner harbour now moored up behind Charles Marie and ahead of Victor Hugo and Granville; the two Jersey ferries.
My walk took me by Aztec Lady and I was hoping to see if there was anyone around, but I was out of luck. One day I’ll catch someone.
So after the Post Office I went off to LIDL and bought a few things, including a drinks dispenser, because I’m about to start to make my own drinks and see how they turn out.
On the way back I picked up my dejeunette from la Mie Caline and then came back to the apartment.
First job that I did was to peel the carrots that were here. They were starting to look rather sad. But once they were peeled I diced them and put them in boiling water just long enough to blanch them with some bay leaves.
Now having drained all day, it’s in the freezer freezing off.
Second task was to peel the three lemons that I had bought a week or two ago. Then to chop them up and put them into a pan.
The fresh ginger, peeled and diced into tiny cubes, was added and enough water to cover them and about an inch more was added. This was boiled gently for about an hour or so while I had my butties.
After I took it off the heat I added a couple of tablespoons of honey and gave it a taste. Far too much ginger. Still, you live and learn.
That’s going to stand for 24 hours or so, be strained to remove the lemon and ginger that hasn’t dissolved, and then more water added to take it up to about 3.5 litres. And then it’s for the drink dispenser that I bought.
Tomorrow the cooking continues. I’m going to try to make mince pies. You can’t have Christmas without them.
Having done that I came back in here to make a decent start on Sunday’s blog.
But as the flu bug took more and more of a hold I felt less and less like it and at one stage was seriously contemplating going back to bed. And it’s been a good while since that has happened.
But I fought off the impulse and went out for a walk around the city walls.
And I’m glad that I did too because the tide was well on its way in and even though the wind has dropped a little on land, there’s still plenty of force in the sea.
The waves were smashing down on the Plat Gousset with the most astonishing force.
And despite how impressive it all looked from up here, it still wasn’t disturbing the mariners too much.
There was a line of about four or five trawlers slowly battling their way into port and as I have said before … “on many, many occasions” – ed … my hat goes off to them all.
It’s not the kind of weather that would encourage me to go to sea in a small boat, that’s for sure.
Continuing on my walk, I broke into a run at one point but there were too many people around to really make it count.
Instead, I headed for home and caùe across another example of pathetic parking here in the rue Notre Dame.
Madam in the red Citroen has just pulled up and … I suppose … parked. But you can see that the pavement is really narrow where she’s parking, so she parks across all of it.
Not a thought for any pedestrian with mobility difficulties or a wheelchair or kiddies’ buggy user. It really gets on my wick, as regular readers of this rubbish will realise.
Remember that I told you the other day that they were renovating the old municipal offices in the place Cambernon?
Today, I noticed that the signwriters had been by so I went to see if there was any kind of clue as to what might be going on.
Sure enough, it looks as if we are going to have another restaurant here, called the Contremarche. And I do hope that it has vegan options because I’m fed up of not eating out here in the town.
And it’s going to upset the pizza van that parks just there, isn’t it?
Final thing this afternoon was to identify the source of this incredible racket that was going on over my head.
That’s right. Regular readers of this rubbish will recall that we’ve met the local autogyro in the past on a couple of occasions. And here she is again, just passing over head.
And for a change I was lucky. I just managed to grab a shot of her before she passed out of sight over the church roof.
That was everything for my walk. I came back here and carried on with Sunday’s blog even though I didn’t feel like it. But anyway it’s on line now.
For tea I finished off the stuffed pepper stuffing in some taco rolls with spicy rice, followed by the last of the rice pudding.
And then I went out to brave the rainstorm for my evening walk around the headland, in two jackets and my new tactile gloves which really work.
It’s been a while since I’ve been to look at the Chanter Navale to see what’s happening there. Spirit of Conrad is still in there as you can see, and she’s been joined by a small fishing boat.
What I’ll have to do is to wait until daylight and then go for a proper look around to see what she’s up to.
By now the rain was belting down so I set off at a run for home. And shame as it is to admit it, I only made half of my little track before I had to give up.
Hardly a surprise with this flu thing going around my head
Now I’ve finished the journal for tonight, I’m off to bed. An early night will do me the world of good and I hope that I can shake off this flu.
It seems that I’m destined to catch it round about now and I’m getting rather fed up about it.
But then, this is what this illness is all about. I’ve no immune system so I’m catching just about every disease or bug that’s going around.

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storm high winds waves splashing on plat gousset granville manche normandy france

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