{"id":12143,"date":"2019-04-19T19:37:43","date_gmt":"2019-04-19T19:37:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=12143"},"modified":"2019-04-30T14:58:30","modified_gmt":"2019-04-30T14:58:30","slug":"friday-19th-april-2019-theres-nothing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=12143","title":{"rendered":"Friday 19th April 2019 – THERE’S NOTHING …"},"content":{"rendered":"

… like a good rice pudding for tea.<\/p>\n

And that rice pudding that I had for tea this evening was nothing like a good rice pudding. I’m not sure what happened there. Maybe I didn’t put enough milk in it but it wasn’t as smooth and creamy as I would like it.<\/p>\n

But there’s enough left over for the next couple of days so there’s a chance to improve it.<\/p>\n

Last night’s sleep was somewhat better. Although I didn’t go off to bed early, I had a somewhat better sleep, even if I did awaken at about 07:00.<\/p>\n

No chance of me leaving my stinking pit at that time though. 09:00 was much more like it.<\/p>\n

Plenty of time to go on a ramble though. Last night I’d been invited to some kind of meeting at the Solar Energy Institute so I went along to some caf\u00e9-restaurant place and people were around there eating. My impression was that I had been invited to a meal too, and I was loaded up with a camera, telephone, laptop, notebook etc and I was desperately trying to do something on the laptop using just one hand before I could get to see this person. It too kme so much time that I was getting later and later, and I was 10 minutes late when I finished sending this document. I put everything down and sat at this table but no-one came so after 5 minutes I picked everything up and went to find the manager. I found that I had left the laptop behind, but I needed it as it had the name of this person on it. In the end I managed to locate the manager. He looked through the list of people on duty and said “it’s Katie” (or was it Kathy or similar?). But then he said “I’ve heard about you. You were camping out at that festival for a week and didn’t change your underwear” and made a gesture of holding his nose, which I found rather offensive because I had been washing my undies every day in the sink as I always do when I’m on the road. I went back into the restaurant and there was this girl sitting there with some small parcels. I thought that there can’t be anything for me, so I just sat down and had a look at the writing accompanying them, and it was mine. She approached me to confirm who I was, and satisfied, she undid these parcels which had some print work in, stuff that I had informally enquired about when I’d been at this festival. We began to discuss the festival and I made the point that it was one of those things that the people in the Auvergne had been organising, the same thing for 12 years and nothing has ever come of it. She said that this year it seemed to be really, really good. I replied that anything with Francois Carriatt involved in it couldn’t be really, really good. We had a lengthy discussion about how these people would start something with loads of enthusiasm but run out of steam before it got anywhere. The same old story every year for as long as I could remember. How all of the ex-pats would go along to help, full of enthusiasm but when they saw how it was all working out they all stopped going and left the locals to their mess and that was that. After a lengthy discussion she was telling me about the stage, to which I replied that I’d seen it al before. The discussion went round to selling things. How her parents used to sell tents, big heavy canvas ones but weren’t very good at it. They would take tents to camp sites and similar, and stick their tent next to the one they were selling and have a sign “tent for sale – see next door” but it never really worked. I said that this was a thing of the moment. People would come with their own sleeping arrangements and the only time that this was likely to change would be if there would be a torrential downpour in the middle of a festival when people who had been planning to sleep out would need shelter and then you could sell anything with no effort whatsoever<\/p>\n

For breakfast I had, as well as the usual muesli, fruit juice and apple pur\u00e9e, a toasted hot cross bun. That was delicious too, I can tell you.<\/p>\n

Today I’ve had a busy day, despite it being a Bank Holiday.<\/p>\n

I started off by attacking the photos from my trip away. Quite a few had survived the short-circuiting of the memory card. and now they are all edited and uploaded.<\/p>\n

\"nikon<\/a>I’ve also uploaded the photos that I took last night with the new 18.5mm f1.8 lens<\/a> for the Nikon 1 J5<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Here’s one of them in its unadulterated glory. It’s simply compressed and not otherwise manipulated. And taken on totally automatic setting with no input whatsoever.<\/p>\n

In fact, the images that I took in street lighting needed compensating because they were coming out too bright.<\/p>\n

All in all though, I’m as impressed with this as I was with my galvanised steel dustbin.
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\"crane<\/a>The photos took me up to lunchtime, which I spent sitting on the wall outside in the glorious sunshine. The lizards haven’t found me yet, but the blackflies have.<\/p>\n

The crane was there again, with a couple of pontoons by the look of it. And I now know their purpose because it was in the local newspaper this morning.<\/p>\n

They are talking about replacing the floating walkways in the harbour, and they need to take core-drill samples of the seabed there to see what kind of anchorages would work best there.<\/p>\n

I still can’t see why they hadn’t done it when they had the harbour drained out last winter.
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This afternoon, in between falling asleep for 20 minutes and going for my afternoon walk, I attacked the dictaphone entries. All of them from my trip to Leuven and also another 8 from the backlog. another couple of months at this rate and it might all be done, ready for my next voyage, whenever and wherever that might be.<\/p>\n

\"crowds<\/a>As for my walk, there were crowds out there today, enjoying the sunshine sitting and lying about on the beach.<\/p>\n

There were even some people in the water enjoying themselves, for there were some who were braver than others.<\/p>\n

Not for me of course. I’m well-known for having refused the swim in the Arctic Ocean just 100 miles from the North Pole.
\n“I have this catheter port in my chest”
\n“What would you do if you didn’t have the catheter port?”
\n“I’d have to think of another excuse”.
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Tea tonight was a slice of my leek and tofu pie from last year, with baked potatoes, vegetables and gravy. It was delicious. And even though the rice pudding didn’t come out as it was supposed to, it was still enjoyable.<\/p>\n

\"school<\/a>later on this evening I went out for my walk, and there were crowds of people enjoying the sunshine.<\/p>\n

Wandering around the headland was a party of teenagers, and they were trying to speak English to the couple of people who were leading the group.<\/p>\n

Other people were out and about cooking tea in their caravanettes (and I didn’t half give one woman a shock when I walked around the corner)
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\"couple<\/a>There were yet more people enjoying the beautiful weather sitting on the benches overlooking the sea, including this couple on the Cap Lihou by the old sentry box.<\/p>\n

It was that kind of evening tonight – nice and warm with plenty of sun. It really made me happy to be out there and I sauntered off singing quite happily to myself<\/p>\n

It’s been a while since I felt like that.
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\"victor<\/a>My reverie was distracted by Victor Hugo<\/em> coming in from Jersey with a load of passengers. It was quite an impressive sight because she’s an impressive ship.<\/p>\n

I’ve not seen her sister ship around for a while so maybe she’s still under repair. They bought her fairly new from a Swedish ferry company but she’s been giving nothing but trouble since she came here.<\/p>\n

Something of a white elephant, she’s turned out to be.
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And in the Chantier Navale<\/em> we were back down to the two boats that have been there for a few weeks now. The two trawlers that were there yesterday have now been released.<\/p>\n

Shopping tomorrow so I’m going to have an early night. And quite right too. I need to gather up my strength for my next vicissitudes.<\/p>\n

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\"victor<\/a>
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\"victor<\/a>
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