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Wednesday 16th January 2019 – THIS HAS PROBABLY …

… been one of my more uneventful days.

The most exciting thing that happened was probably the little nocturnal ramble that took me off during the night.

There was something going on at the side of the road – a party or something of that kind with a lot of vehicles parked up on the side of the road. There was something of a queue of traffic as vehicles tried to negotiate the obstructions so we had plenty of time to see what was going on. The queue cleared but I was still interested in what was goign on and the girl driving the car behind was too. But suddenly I looked in the mirror and saw a huge line of vehicles coming up the hill behind us. I shouted at this girl that if we didn’t get a move on, we’d be stuck in thie queue of traffic for ever. So we set off but came almost to an immediate stop. Some girl was directing traffic up a side road and I had almost missed her. The lane was very winding and narrow and I reckoned that anything big like a bus or a lorry would never find its way up there. But we ended up in a cafe waiting for the politicians to do something. And we’d been there for 20 hours so I said to this girl that if things didn’t happen soon I’d be going. I explained that I was quite able to sit around for days as I have done in the past and it wasn’t an issue, but I just didn’t think that they were ever going to come up with a solution. I’d said this very quietly, but a guy sitting on an adjacent table (who bore a surprising resemblance to Garrick) leant over and asked if I really thought that nothing was going to happen about this. I was quite astonished, and pretty well embarrassed too that someone had overheard me under these circumstances.

The alarms went off as usual but it took me a little while to raise myself from the bed. There was the usual morning performance, and after that I applied myself to the photos. And that is where I’ve spent the greater part of the day.

There was an interruption while I wrote a letter to the Belgian Post Office. While I was searching through my papers the other day I made a startling discovery that can only be to my advantage.

But it’s nice to have a working printer where I can just press “print” and it spews out a document on demand. A simple thing like this has moved me on up to another level.

casino plat gousset granville manche normandy franceWe had lunch of course, and the usual two walks.

For a change, I went the other way round and took the afternoon walk around the walls of the medieval town. The tide was quite high so there was no-one about on the beach at the Plat Gousset.

And you can see how miserable the day was by looking at the damp mist away over Donville-les-Bains

There was also a break of a couple of hours between 17:00 and 19:00 when I took to my bed. As I have said before … “and on many occasions too” – ed … I’m becoming very disappointed with all of this.

Tea was more oven chips and the rest of yesterday’s baked beans, with a curry-and-pavot burger. It was quite nice too and made a pleasant change.

When I went out for my evening walk later, the rain had arrived. And consequently, to add insult to injury, I was rather wet … “no surprise here” – ed…. by the time that I returned.

And on both my perambulations I was totally alone too out there too. I’ve not seen anyone and not spoken to anyone today.

And that’s basically it. That’s not the kind of day that I like.

But another kind of thing that I don’t like is that a few weeks ago 117 Tory MPs voted against Mrs Mayhem.
Last night, 118 of them voted against Mrs Mayhem’s plans.
This evening, they all thought that she was doing a good job.
When they put their own jobs and their own pockets ahead of their own consciences and what is best for the country, you know that these people are not fit to be in charge of the country.

Nothing but a bunch of unprincipled rogues.

Saturday 5th January 2019 – IT’S CURTAINS FOR ME …

new curtains place d'armes granville manche normandy france… here in this apartment.

Liz came round this afternoon with her sewing box and Terry came round with his tools. While Liz was cutting the curtain in the bedroom to the required length and sewing it up, Terry and I measured the curtain rods and cut them to length.

Regular readers of this rubbish will recall that I had bought some curtains from NOZ several weeks ago. We hung the new curtains from the rods, measured them to length and pinned them up. When Liz had finished the bedroom curtain she attacked the new ones that we had just pinned.

And when she had done that, she did the lace curtains in the living room too.

It’s really hard to believe, but this place is actually now looking like a home. If I’m not careful I’ll find myself properly settled in here.

Despite what I said last night, it wasn’t an early night at all. I got deep into something on which I was working and it was gone 01:30 when I happened to notice the time. I have a feeling that I’ll be paying for this in due course.

Leaving the bed wasn’t easy, especially as I was in the middle of a nocturnal voyage. I was in my old blue Cortina – PMB 270D – and driving down Welsh Row in Nantwich to visit a former work colleague. It was all left-hand drive stuff – steering wheel on the right, driving on the right. In the car I had three kerbstones in the car and was going to drop them off at his house so that he could make a parking place in the street but as I arrived he was pulling away in his car with his wife and kids – he’d been parked on a hatched area of the road where normally one isn’t allowed to park. I decided to call back later, and at that point I received a text from the guy saying “nice car” and a smiley. Down the hill I went and had to turn right but down here I had to drive on the left so I cut across the traffic at the traffic lights, just as a Ford Paramount coach appeared. I braked and he braked, but I just touched him ever so lightly and there was a tiny dent – a really tiny, barely perceptible dent on the front of his bus. It wasn’t anything at all but the driver started to make an issue of it, filling in forms and all this kind of thing. This annoyed me – not because of the actions of the driver but of disappointment with myself because it was such a ridiculous thing to happen and it was actually the second accident I had had that day and I was annoyed that the insurance people would start to do nasty things to me about it.

After breakfast I had a shower, a clean-up and a change of clothes. And then I hit the streets. It was a bit touch-and-go though. Caliburn’s battery has been sounding a little weak just recently but this morning it was a struggle for it to start. That will need replacing this week, I reckon.

I had to be quick around the shops because I’m expecting a postal delivery today. The parcels postie always arrives between 11:00 and 11:30 so I need to be back by then.

This morning I did the usual round of the shops – LIDL, NOZ and LeClerc – but didn’t buy anything at all special. In fact, it was probably the cheapest round of shopping that I have done for quite a while.

It was 10:40 when I returned, only to find that the postie had already been and gone. There was a message in my letter box to tell me that she would be back on Monday. But there was some stuff there – the powered USB hub and the powered adapter for the Roland Bass Cube amplifier. And it works too.

One thing that I like about having visitors is that it obliges me to tidy up and clean up. With the anticipated arrival of my visitors I cleaned and tidied the bathroom. It actually looks like a bathroom now.

After lunch Liz and Terry arrived and the first thing that we did, apart from have a coffee of course, was to watch a couple of videos. I’d received a package from the people with whom I’d travelled to the Arctic and included were two videos – the famous one of the iceberg capsizing and then a big one that Garrick Ng had made of the whole trip They made me all nostalgic and I’m ready now to pack my bags and return.

During the sewing bee, Terry and I went for a walk. Liz had been dropping hints about us being in the way and she finally stopped hinting and told us in no uncertain terms to clear off We had a wander around the walls and then went to the bar for a drink. By the time that we returned Liz had almost finished.

After Liz and Terry had left, I had tea. Liz had brought me a pile of home-made soup and some vegetarian chili. So pasta and chili for tea. And delicious it was too.

Rosemary called later. And we were on the phone for over 2 hours chatting about this and that. Rosemary is going back to the UK for her medical check-up next week and not looking forward to it.

By now it was almost 22:30 – too late for me to go for my walk. But there were a few things to do on the computer and no-one was more surprised than me to see that it was almost 02:00.

It’s been a long day, but it’s Sunday tomorrow. No alarm and so I’m going to sleep until I awaken.