{"id":13051,"date":"2020-02-09T21:48:33","date_gmt":"2020-02-09T21:48:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=13051"},"modified":"2020-02-09T21:48:35","modified_gmt":"2020-02-09T21:48:35","slug":"sunday-9th-february-2020-while-you-admire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=13051","title":{"rendered":"Sunday 9th February 2020 – WHILE YOU ADMIRE …"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"waves<\/a> … the effects of Storm Ciara as the waves come crashing down onto the harbour wall here this afternoon, a good couple of hours before High Tide too, let me tell you a little about my day today.<\/p>\n

With it being a Sunday of course, there was no alarm call. And I wasn’t in any great rush to go to bed last night either (not that it was late by any recent standard) but I was still hoping to have a pretty decent sleep.<\/p>\n

But, unfortunately, it wasn’t really meant to be, was it?
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\"waves<\/a>One glance at the dictaphone was enough to tell me that.<\/p>\n

There were files on there that had been dictated at 04:25; 04:48 and 05:27 and all of that points to a very disturbed sleep. And while I finally awoke at about 09:30, it was still another 20 minutes before I could haul myself out of bed.<\/p>\n

After the medication I attacked the digital file-splitting project. And I was right when I thought to myself that this seems to bear no relation to what I knew of the album, because it isn’t the album that it’s supposed to be.<\/p>\n

Heaven alone knows what it is because it features three tracks that I don’t recognise at all and I wouldn’t even bet that it was the singer who it was supposed to be either.<\/p>\n

And even worse, I can’t find any mention of the lyrics anywhere on the internet, which is even more strange.
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\"waves<\/a>After breakfast I set about looking at the notes on the dictaphone. And I wish that I hadn’t because they are all somewhat confusing to say the least.<\/p>\n

To begin with, I’d received a huge packet of envelopes through the post and one of them -I can’t remember what it was about – but it was really complicated stuff giving me all kinds of information that I didn’t really need and inviting me to do things and be things, so on. The next day I got another letter from a different source saying “be a travel agent” this was and it was a quote for a life assurance, like \u00a336,000 and a bit of insurance for this and a bit of insurance for that and how I would have to make payment for this. Of course I had no intention of making any payment for life assurance as my life is on its way out so I was sitting there trying to work out a way how I could decline this offer and not take it up because it seemed for some unknown reason to be pretty binding and I don’t know why. It had something to do with a voyage I was making with Liz and Terry and we had to go to a club in somewhere like Wrenbury. We left Crewe – we were in Nantwich Road and for some reason I took them down Wistaston Road and out past the park and down the Middlewich Road into Nantwich. They were wondering why I’d gone that way and I said that there’s far less traffic this way and they didn’t understand because it was longer. I said “trust me” and they replied that they had trusted me the last time about this and you’ve brought us this way again. I said “yes but we got there and we got there fine didn’t we?” so I didn’t see a problem. We were going to a party or something and it was in a pub. I asked “is there something like a separate room or a quiet room or something ebcause I don’t really feel like mixing wiht a lot of people and making a lot of noise” They said “yes, you’ll enjoy it and it’s one of the reasons why we go there because there are other things to be doing as well”<\/br=\"\"><\/p>\n

\"waves<\/a>A little later, there was a concert or something due to take place about the blues or somewhere like that and I know that I had to go there and I was trying to think of a way out of it. There was something about us being on board ship as well and there was a girl here with a very long plaited pigtail-ponytail thing and that’s all I remember about this.<\/p>\n

Later still, I’d received an invitation to go and take part in some research on this animal scientific centre out near Wrenbury (… why Wrenbury all of a sudden? …). I wasn’t very sure about this. Everyone was saying what a really good opportunity this is because it’s one of the market leaders in this kind of field. But being vegan I was pretty much opposed to it yet everyone was saying what a great opportunity this might be for me.
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\"waves<\/a>And finally, we were on a bus, me George and someone else, it might have been Darren dunno. We were heading towards the French coast and – a tram, not a bus – and the tram was rattly and crowded and people were gradually getting off as we got lighter. I was having a chat to this George character about nothing in particular. At one moment we came round a bend and there was a beautiful view of the port and the ships in it at Ouistreham, all of this. I went to get my camera but by the time that I got myself organised the vuew had gone. Just the canals and the barges on them like Chausiais<\/em>. I didn’t get a photo of those. As we came round a corner where there was an abandoned railway station with hoardings outside all covered in fly-posting. I thought “Ahhh I know where I am now”. We got off the tram and whoever was the third person came up behind us on a bicycle. They were having a conversation and they asked “what did I think?”. I hadn’t heard the conversation so I said “I don’t know – I haven’t heard it” so they started talking again about Valentines Cards. How many Valentine’s cards do you buy? I replied “as many as you need”. They replied “you just buy one don’t you, for people you like?” I said “and what about the people you love?” They replied that you don’t need a Valentine’s card for them because they know it already. I replied “you should never take people for granted, especially women” but they disagreed with me. In the meantime I was trying to do something with the lends of my camera. I’d put some glue on it to hold something on but it had come off and I was trying to get all of this pink glue off my camera where I had this lens attached
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\"waves<\/a>As you can see, that took up the greater part of the morning and a little chat with Liz on the internet took care of the rest.<\/p>\n

Luckily I had made myself a pot of coffee so I was able to keep on topping myself up throughout the morning as I was going on.<\/p>\n

And I needed it too because despite the lengthy sleep, I was creaking away and ready to drop off at the drop of a hat.
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\"trawler<\/a>Somewhat later than I was expecting or hoping, I went for my walk into town for my bread.<\/p>\n

And never mind “walk”. It was more like “crawl” in this wicked wind that was blowing. Nevertheless I made it down to the chantier navale<\/em> to see what was going on.<\/p>\n

And there’s another boat in there now, next to the mobile sling. One of the trawler-type of fishing boats that operate from out of the port here. So things are looking up.
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\"trawler<\/a>But to give you some idea of how strong the wind was, there wasn’t a single boat out that I could see. They were all moored up in port.<\/p>\n

And look at the waves that are chopping around them too. They ave to be at least one foot-waves, and you have to remember that the tide is out and the harbour gates are too.<\/p>\n

So those waves are building up in just the wind and in a run of a couple of hundred metres.<\/p>\n

Imagine what it must be like out in the open sea.
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\"trench<\/a>Regular readers of this rubbish will recall that they have been digging a trench on the quayside for the past week or two.<\/p>\n

Despite the fact that it’s a Sunday and there would be no-one around, I went for a look to see what was going on. And that was a waste of time because I couldn’t see much. Whatever they have been doing is finished and the trench is now filled in.<\/p>\n

Still, if there’s someone around during the week I can also ask him
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\"chausiais<\/a>One thing on which I have been musing is the situation re<\/em> Chausiais<\/em>.<\/p>\n

As far as I could tell, there didn’t seem the capacity to take a lot of stuff aboard so I was intrigued to see how she was arranged. I had vowed next time that I was passing to take a closer look.<\/p>\n

And I can now see what the score is and how she is arranged. If you look closely you’ll see that the roof is divided into sections and they slide back one underneath the other to make a big open space for goods.
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\"waves<\/a>So while you admire a few more storm photos, I picked up my bread from La Mie Caline, came back here and had my lunch. The last of the smoked cheese so I fetched some home-made hummus out of the freezer.<\/p>\n

Having eaten, I went back into my office to finish off the notes for the radio project on which I’m working. And unfortunately I couldn’t keep going for long.<\/p>\n

In fact I crashed out a couple of times and that really annoyed me because I seem to be getting worse and worse from that point of view
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\"waves<\/a>Mind you, a couple of coffees brought me round and I did manage to remain awake long enough to finish them.<\/p>\n

There seems to be quite a few too, more than the usual so I hope that they will edit down to a more manageable size. These days I seem to be letting myself be carried away by my verbosity and that’s not good.<\/p>\n

Still, I suppose that it’s better than not saying enough. At least it gives my listeners a little break to go to the bathroom.
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\"surfer<\/a>Despite the winds, I headed off for my walk – around the city walls this afternoon.<\/p>\n

And surprisingly, there were a lot of people out there this afternoon despite the weather. A few people down on the beach, including one rather intrepid soul carrying his surfboard.<\/p>\n

With there being lots of people about, I didn’t manage to fit in any runs either which was disappointing. I’ll never improve at this rate.
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\"waves<\/a>With the urge to push on and do 100% every day as often as possible, I extended my walk out along the headlands.<\/p>\n

There were crowds of people standing on the cliffs watching the waves from Storm Ciara smashing their way into the harbour wall so I went and joined them.<\/p>\n

And with the trusty NIKON D500<\/a> I could take plenty of photos to record the occasion, because it was definitely one of those days
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\"waves<\/a>All in all, I stayed out there admiring the waves and then came back to my apartment.<\/p>\n

First thing that I did was to dictate the notes onto the new ZOOM H1<\/a> and then copy them over to the computer for editing.<\/p>\n

Ten minutes to the second, there are, but that lot needs quite some editing. And by the time that I’d knocked off for tea, I’d reviewed about 60% and got it down to 07:20, which is good going.
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\"waves<\/a>Even if it were to stay as it was, a final track of about 3:00 would fit in nicely, but I can reduce the amount of discussion by another minute or so at least.<\/p>\n

On that note I knocked off for tea. I prepared a rice pudding and put it in the oven while I made the pizza, and then took the rice pudding out when I put the pizza in.<\/p>\n

Ohhh! For two shelves in my oven. I really must look into this and see what I can do about inventing something to work as a second shelf.
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\"waves<\/a>The pizza was really delicious and so was the rice pudding. And then I braved the elements for the evening walk around the headland.<\/p>\n

And brave it was too because the wind was thoroughly wicked. It was a struggle to open the front door, never mind to go outside in it. And once I did make it outside, every step was a struggle.<\/p>\n

There were times when I was in a mind to turn back but I pressed on regardless to see what I could do in the weather. It wasn’t easy.
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\"waves<\/a>On the south side of the headland it was relatively sheltered so I went for my run.<\/p>\n

And that was what I called “agony”. Only pride kept me going, I reckon, and I had to sit on the wall for five minutes afterwards to catch my breath as I couldn’t move.<\/p>\n

So now I’m back here, finishing off my notes and regardless of the fact that there are still things that need doing, I’m going to bed.<\/p>\n

I really am on my last legs and it’s a long walk tomorrow. You can admire the rest of the photos while I curl up in bed.
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