I don’t know when we shall meet again, but it will probably be at Philippi.<\/p>\n
… Sunday today and, as is usual for a Sunday, I’ve done next-to badger-all. <\/p>\n
I say “next to” of course because in my effort to bring order out of chaos I’ve tidied up the kitchen table and given it a scrub, and I’ve also tidied up around the floor a little.<\/p>\n
That’s not too bad considering that it was 10:00 before I heaved myself out of my stinking pit. <\/p>\n
Not quite as bad as last week when it was 11:00 but it’s still good enough. <\/p>\n
And I’ve made a startling discovery – I’m running out of water. <\/p>\n
I know that that might be hard to believe after the weather we’ve had this year but remember that it’s at least 6 months since I cleaned the filters. <\/p>\n
The volume of water that’s been cascading down the roof and into the pipework could easily have disturbed stuff in the settling tank and blocked the filters. <\/p>\n
I’ll have to have a good look at that and lean the filters – it’s either that or there’s a split in the tank.<\/p>\n
And C\u00e9cile came round with some more of my stuff from her house.<\/p>\n
After much deliberation, she’s arrived at the logical decision which I had been expecting her to make, and it’s what I would have done too in the circumstances so I can’t say that I blame her.<\/p>\n
She’s put Ice Station Zebra up for sale and she’s moving out on Thursday to take care of her mother full time on the Ile d’Yeu. <\/p>\n
I’m going round on Wednesday to rescue the rest of my stuff and take a pile of her rubbish down to the dechetterie<\/em>, and that will be that. <\/p>\n I don’t know when we shall meet again, but it will probably be at Philippi.<\/p>\n
