Our last move was stressful because we were homeless for eight weeks - and all our worldly goods were in storage in Bristol. The contracts hadn't been exchanged on our house and we simply had to wait as we had already sold the old house. It went right to the wire on the last possible day.
The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Our last move was stressful because we were homeless for eight weeks - and all our worldly goods were in storage in Bristol. The contracts hadn't been exchanged on our house and we simply had to wait as we had already sold the old house. It went right to the wire on the last possible day.
The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Blimey! That is really stressful.
Glad it all worked out in the end.
We’re in Germany. A very smooth journey and as the airport we were flying into was small we got our fingerprints sorted with out too much of a delay. Very few people had hold luggage, I guess most were commuting for one reason or another.
We’re about to be taken out for the day by our hosts but in the meantime we’re enjoying our hotel. Very comfortable with everything colour co-ordinated, something very much after my own heart.
My m-i-l slipped on the stairs (in fairness, they were steep and narrow) and within a week D's sister had arranged for a stairlift to be fitted.
When I was flat-hunting, after looking at a couple that were not at ground level, I realised that I wasn't getting any younger and I'm very glad I found one that didn't require any ascending!
Talking of which, happy Ascension Day to all who celebrate it!
Supper was fishcakes and veggies.
I rather liked the comment (I think it was here on the Ship) that Ascension Day was the day Jesus started working from home. It was still a school holiday when I was very young in a CofE junior school.
Our last move was stressful because we were homeless for eight weeks - and all our worldly goods were in storage in Bristol. The contracts hadn't been exchanged on our house and we simply had to wait as we had already sold the old house. It went right to the wire on the last possible day.
The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Blimey! That is really stressful.
Glad it all worked out in the end.
We spent several hours with an unexpected delay in confirming our identity or something - in January, with a couple of dozen tropical fish in a bucket outdoors...
Our last move was stressful because we were homeless for eight weeks - and all our worldly goods were in storage in Bristol. The contracts hadn't been exchanged on our house and we simply had to wait as we had already sold the old house. It went right to the wire on the last possible day.
The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Blimey! That is really stressful.
Glad it all worked out in the end.
We spent several hours with an unexpected delay in confirming our identity or something - in January, with a couple of dozen tropical fish in a bucket outdoors...
They all made it.
Tropical fish in a bucket outdoors in January does not sound good 😬
My mum had a stairlift installed and one evening came off it at the top, fell the full flight of stairs and ended up breaking her hip...
The first time we viewed this house the estate agent showed us the downstairs cloakroom with the comment, "And you could convert this to a shower room." As there are three showers upstairs she was clearly of the opinion that we were close to being unable to manage stairs .
We had a long day visiting Town Where We Used To Live, Mr Nen to attend a meeting and drop some things off at various places and me to catch up with several lots of friends. There were two bonuses - one was a message from some friends just as we were leaving to say they were sitting in our usual coffee place where we used to meet them and they were thinking of us... so we went straight there to walk in and surprise them. The other was that we were dropping some shopping with Nenlet1 on the way back and unexpectedly got invited to stay and see the GrandNenling have her tea and her bath, which was an unlooked for joy.
We’re in Berlin this week, and discovered that Ascension Thursday, as I knew it as a small child in Australia is a public holiday here, so all the shops were shut but cafes and museums were open. It still a school holiday at the little Catholic parish school I was at. In retrospect very much premised on Mums being home for said school pupils to have a day off. We’re staying quite close to St Ludwig Kirche so their bells didn’t ring until 9:45am yesterday while other days it’s been 8am.
It was a public holiday here too in the Black Forest. We went to an exhibition of Herman Hesse’s paintings in the morning and a museum with lots of mechanical organs in the afternoon. Lunch was in a bar in the old town hall and dinner in the youth club.
Today we’re off to the Black Forest open air museum followed by shopping night in town, but at the moment I’m enjoying relaxing in our comfortable hotel room. The weather is far from good so I’m glad I bought a waterproof jacket and extra layers.
Today I start my fifth week of marking in a row (assignments usually come in on Thursdays and each batch takes me 15-20 hours to do) but it’s my final group so I am on the home straight and I will be finished regular marking for this year. Just one lot of exams to do in June.
Here in the wilds of Wiltshire we're enjoying the breezes and the sunshine and soft refreshing rain; we could do with a lot more of the latter. Mr Nen is out later so we have eaten our main meal at lunchtime and I'm looking forward to having the kitchen sink completely cleared by the time I sit down to relax this evening. I don't think I've had a completely clear kitchen sink since we moved here and I know it makes a big difference to my sense of wellbeing and (misguided) idea of myself as a Domestic Goddess. I will also this evening enjoy Sole Control of the TV Remote, something else I haven't had for a very long time.
A busy week in Arkland the Cool (why are the nights so bloody cold ?), where the wind has at least abated somewhat. No real warmth until next week, so They say.
Monday was Tess Coe, and dinner with my sister in the evening at a local Thai restaurant, in Our Town centre, but a little off the beaten track. Highly recommended, and we intend to return one day...to work our way through the rest of the menu...
Tuesday was Pilates (gruelling), then lunch with my sister at one of our favourite eateries, where parking is easy. Massive Beefburger & Bacon for me, veggie salad for her - she likes eating out in the UK, as France is not especially well-known for vegetarian cuisine, she says.
Wednesday was given over entirely to restage and snoozage.
Thursday was Tess Coe again, but I gave my Neighbour S a lift, as he no longer drives, and mostly relies on our local Co-Op. This will, I think, be a regular monthly Expotition.
Today has been Potter Ing about, doing a number of little jobs that needed jobbing. SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS are now baking in the trusty Remoska.
It rained overnight, and even hailed at the start of the morning, but cleared up by about 10:30 when we went out. I'm calling that a win.
We went for a Long Walk around the port and along the seafront and ended up in an eatery. It was tasty, although the service was quite slow. This being the seaside in Northern France, the only thing to eat was mussels and chips.
In my meat eating days I remember enjoying mussels and chips.
We had a good day, the open air museum was great and we spent a fun evening drinking wine and listening to local bands.
I’m going to have to earn my keep tomorrow, with a tricky meeting in the morning and a speech in the evening.
I wish I liked mussels, but I don't, so someone else can have my share.
Re: Ascension Day, David used to say he wished the season of Ascension lasted six weeks, like Easter, because there was so much lovely music written for it.
I'm back from the office summer night out - supper at a rather good restaurant just along the street. I had baked goat's cheese with nuts and seeds, honey caramelised chicory and piri tortilla chips, followed by venison with veggies and haggis, which was absolutely heavenly, and cheese and biscuits to finish. A most excellent way of spending a Friday evening.
Must pootle off to bed soon: I need to catch a train at about 9:30 in the morning as I have a Scottish Voices gig in Troon tomorrow - the first one with our new conductor.
The marking progressed well. Tomorrow’s plan is to compile my dissertation together ready to submit next weekend.
Venison burgers for tea here, in fresh baguettes with lambs lettuce, truffle cheese and topped with mushrooms in cream. I then had Rangpur lime gin mixed with a lemon and yuzu sparkling drink, which was very good.
I wish I liked mussels, but I don't, so someone else can have my share.
Re: Ascension Day, David used to say he wished the season of Ascension lasted six weeks, like Easter, because there was so much lovely music written for it.
I'm back from the office summer night out - supper at a rather good restaurant just along the street. I had baked goat's cheese with nuts and seeds, honey caramelised chicory and piri tortilla chips, followed by venison with veggies and haggis, which was absolutely heavenly, and cheese and biscuits to finish. A most excellent way of spending a Friday evening.
Must pootle off to bed soon: I need to catch a train at about 9:30 in the morning as I have a Scottish Voices gig in Troon tomorrow - the first one with our new conductor.
Good luck with the new conductor - who is it? I also wish we had a peripatetic liturgical choir like this in these parts - there isn't one sadly....
I rather liked the comment (I think it was here on the Ship) that Ascension Day was the day Jesus started working from home. It was still a school holiday when I was very young in a CofE junior school.
Mr RoS is away for the w/e.
In theory I have a restful & self-indulgent few days but, as usually happens, I am Doing Something About The Kitchen.
Mr RoS is the washer-upper here, as I do the food preparation, twice a day, six days a week.
He is not an efficient washer-upper, so during his infrequent weekend absences I scrub the teaspoons, inside all the mugs, clean the windowsill behind the sink, degrease the sink and washing-up bowl, remove limescale deposits from the draining board, clean the counter either side of the sink and the top of the cooker.
On his return he will not notice any difference, but I am going to enjoy seeing it all sparkling and tidy for a day or two.
Now that it is safely over, I can report that I had a brilliant day yesterday. A schoolfriend, whose mother was 91 last week , suggested a birthday treat for her mother and mine (93 next week). A trip on the paddle steamer Waverley! My friend drove us to Gairloch, where we had lunch, then we boarded the Waverley for a trip round Loch Torridon. We set off at 9.30 am and got home at 7.30pm. It was fantastic! The scenery was breathtaking.
I admit I didn't fully relax until Mum was back home and sitting in her armchair with a cup of tea!
That sounds really lovely @North East Quine , so glad it all went so well. I know what you mean about not fully relaxing until it's done - so much seems to hang on these special occasions and there's so much potential for things to go awry.
Well done with the marking @Heavenlyannie and I hope you get done what you need to this weekend for the dissertation.
Your evening sounds lovely @Piglet and I hope the gig in Troon goes well today.
@Roseofsharon , I am Sole Cook and Washer-Upper here; while the majority of people I know hold the view that whoever cooks (always me at Casa Nen) doesn't do the washing up, I am quite particular about How Things Are Done in the kitchen and prefer to be sole curator of the kitchen sink, even if it means I spend a lot of my time there. Yesterday evening, Mr Nen being out, I cleared the space completely and it was lovely coming down to it this morning.
There's an Event in the village this morning which we're heading out to - that makes it sound more of an outing than it is, it's happening at the local school which is a five minute walk away - and according to Mr Nen The Rain Should Hold Off for the morning. From lunchtime onwards, however, we are Doomed.
We love the Waverley! Our first trip was very short - Kilcreggan to Dunoon (one-way) in 1979. Since then we've done a couple of Thames cruises; most recently a lovely trip from Penarth to Minehead (and back) on a sparkling afternoon two years ago. She's due here in a fortnight or so.
I'm glad Mr Boogs is The cook and I'm the clearer upper @Roseofsharon. Mr. Boogs has the same attitude to clearing up as Mr R. - a quick wipe over and it's done! 🙄
This morning I'm off to Books, Bakes and Banter. A fundraiser at our Arts Centre. This evening I'm going to one of Mr Boog's concert band gigs at Uphill (near Weston S-Mare) I'm getting a lift there as, being the drummer, he sets off really early to set up.
We love the Waverley! Our first trip was very short - Kilcreggan to Dunoon (one-way) in 1979. Since then we've done a couple of Thames cruises; most recently a lovely trip from Penarth to Minehead (and back) on a sparkling afternoon two years ago. She's due here in a fortnight or so.
Oooo, excellent, that means she may be on the SW coast too!
I cook during the week and Mr Heavenly cooks at weekends and special occasions. We are both good and adventurous cooks. But he always does the washing up as well as it is his assigned housework task (mine is the laundry; these tasks were assigned when we had 2 small children and used cloth nappies so now I have the better deal).
I need to get dressed and go for a walk. Then Mr Heavenly will help me with editing and compiling the dissertation.
Our last move was stressful because we were homeless for eight weeks - and all our worldly goods were in storage in Bristol. The contracts hadn't been exchanged on our house and we simply had to wait as we had already sold the old house. It went right to the wire on the last possible day.
The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Blimey! That is really stressful.
Glad it all worked out in the end.
We spent several hours with an unexpected delay in confirming our identity or something - in January, with a couple of dozen tropical fish in a bucket outdoors...
They all made it.
Tropical fish in a bucket outdoors in January does not sound good 😬
African cichlids. They're made of rock, those guys.
Now that it is safely over, I can report that I had a brilliant day yesterday. A schoolfriend, whose mother was 91 last week , suggested a birthday treat for her mother and mine (93 next week). A trip on the paddle steamer Waverley! My friend drove us to Gairloch, where we had lunch, then we boarded the Waverley for a trip round Loch Torridon. We set off at 9.30 am and got home at 7.30pm. It was fantastic! The scenery was breathtaking.
I admit I didn't fully relax until Mum was back home and sitting in her armchair with a cup of tea!
Lucky people! It's a lovely ship and that cruise sounds wonderful. The last time we were on the Waverley was in 1979, from Anderston Quay in Glasgow to Rothesay with a crowd of noisy engineers.
The weather forecast appears to have been mistaken, because after overnight rain, we have had glorious sunshine. 🌞
This morning we got the funicular up the cliff and admired magnificent views of the Bay of the Somme. We walked along the port and the seafront, and I am slightly embarrassed to admit, ate chips for the second time in two days We went to the outdoor chip bar (the baraque à frites) and got fricadelle, a sort of sausage that you only find in the North of France (also Belgium and the Netherlands I believe) immortalised by Dany Boon in the film Bienvenue chez les Ch'tis with the line "they're the only ones who know what they put in it". I have my doubts about the nutritional value but I can't deny it was quite tasty.
Warm and sunny this morning but grey and cooler now.
Mr Heavenly has assisted me with editing and formatting so I now have a completed dissertation which I will proof read in the week ready for submission next weekend. Its focus is on the professionalisation of Mad-doctors in eighteenth century England and it sets out to refute the idea that modern psychiatry was a product of nineteenth century asylums.
Mr Heavenly visited the fish stall earlier and so we have sea bass for tea. Apparently they had live crab there this morning.
Now that it is safely over, I can report that I had a brilliant day yesterday. A schoolfriend, whose mother was 91 last week , suggested a birthday treat for her mother and mine (93 next week). A trip on the paddle steamer Waverley! My friend drove us to Gairloch, where we had lunch, then we boarded the Waverley for a trip round Loch Torridon. We set off at 9.30 am and got home at 7.30pm. It was fantastic! The scenery was breathtaking.
I admit I didn't fully relax until Mum was back home and sitting in her armchair with a cup of tea!
I am deeply sick with jealousy. That coast is magical, and to do so on the Waverley...
That sound a magical trip @North East Quine, glad it went so well.
My meeting today went as well as it could and my speech tonight seemed to go down well, mainly because it was very short unlike the one before that took a long time to not say very much.
Home tomorrow, but I’ve rather fallen for this bit of Germany and hope to come back in the not too distant future.
Yesterday we had a most enjoyable conversation in French on inheritance- not the financial kind, but traits and artefacts we have inherited.
This morning I was up early to join my daughter who had a stall at a vintage fair / brocante. It was in an orchard setting, in the village where my grandfather was born, as it happens. She has had stalls before, but this was on a different level in that the clientèle were distinctly wealthy, some up from London. Her takings were more than double what she has taken on any previous occasion. The sunny weather helped, though her stall was in the shade of a tree and there was a chilly wind. I was warmly dressed but felt decidedly frumpy compared to the customers.
We have returned to a rainy Paris. We got into the Gare du Nord just before 1 o'clock, so ended the trip in style in the excellent brasserie just over the road. Captain P impressed the waiter by eating and enjoying langoustine and spinach ravioli, and then made a sad face when he saw that the crêpes on the menu were served Suzette (ie with alcohol). He loves crêpes. We decided to be cheeky and ask if they could be served some other way, and lo and behold, an off menu plate of chocolate crêpes appeared. This is why you should be nice to waiters and eat all your spinach
The Village Event yesterday went very well and it was nice to be there and chat to people. Back here for lunch and the afternoon, with a Zoom catchup with Nenlet2 which was really nice . We also did some more Box Unpacking and Sorting together and a couple of things came to light which were good to find: one the spare kettle, which actually no longer works so is in the Recycling Centre Box, and the other my electric hand whisk which does still work and will make the preparation of Cranachan next Burns Night much easier .
It was the monthly Eucharist service at the little church here this morning and since then it's been domestics and trying to get ahead on things here a bit. We are away for most of next week at a conference.
So glad Captain P got his heart's desire @la vie en rouge .
I'm back home after my German adventure. Twinning obviously works as I very much want to return to the area on holiday.
I have a busy week ahead, so I'm enjoying an evening of catching up with myself.
Church twice today.
Nothing else in particular, a few household chores, puzzles, reading.
Torrential rain at 4pm, not forecast, and at 6.30 as forecast, hammering on the church roof and windows during Evensong, plus thunder, but dry when it was time to leave.
I've had another nice day: my niece has invited everyone to theirs this afternoon to celebrate Alex's fourth birthday, and we had a lovely afternoon sitting in their garden drinking Prosecco and eating nibbles and CHEESE.
Although it clouded over, and we hurriedly brought everything indoors, it was still nice when I was coming home.
On our recent Scottish odyssey some friends entertained us similarly, but instead of Prosecco we were served some non-alcoholic stuff called Nosecco. I wouldn't recommend it.
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The village where we live has very few affordable houses. So if it had fallen through we don't know what we would have done.
We lived with my son and my brother and in a caravan park in turns - with two dogs. 🙄
Anyway, all's well that ends well. We absolutely love it here! 🙂
Blimey! That is really stressful.
Glad it all worked out in the end.
We’re about to be taken out for the day by our hosts but in the meantime we’re enjoying our hotel. Very comfortable with everything colour co-ordinated, something very much after my own heart.
When I was flat-hunting, after looking at a couple that were not at ground level, I realised that I wasn't getting any younger and I'm very glad I found one that didn't require any ascending!
Talking of which, happy Ascension Day to all who celebrate it!
Supper was fishcakes and veggies.
We spent several hours with an unexpected delay in confirming our identity or something - in January, with a couple of dozen tropical fish in a bucket outdoors...
They all made it.
Tropical fish in a bucket outdoors in January does not sound good 😬
The first time we viewed this house the estate agent showed us the downstairs cloakroom with the comment, "And you could convert this to a shower room." As there are three showers upstairs she was clearly of the opinion that we were close to being unable to manage stairs
We had a long day visiting Town Where We Used To Live, Mr Nen to attend a meeting and drop some things off at various places and me to catch up with several lots of friends. There were two bonuses - one was a message from some friends just as we were leaving to say they were sitting in our usual coffee place where we used to meet them and they were thinking of us... so we went straight there to walk in and surprise them. The other was that we were dropping some shopping with Nenlet1 on the way back and unexpectedly got invited to stay and see the GrandNenling have her tea and her bath, which was an unlooked for joy. I like that too.
Today we’re off to the Black Forest open air museum followed by shopping night in town, but at the moment I’m enjoying relaxing in our comfortable hotel room. The weather is far from good so I’m glad I bought a waterproof jacket and extra layers.
Today I start my fifth week of marking in a row (assignments usually come in on Thursdays and each batch takes me 15-20 hours to do) but it’s my final group so I am on the home straight and I will be finished regular marking for this year. Just one lot of exams to do in June.
I am very much looking forward to the weekend.
Here in the wilds of Wiltshire we're enjoying the breezes and the sunshine and soft refreshing rain; we could do with a lot more of the latter. Mr Nen is out later so we have eaten our main meal at lunchtime and I'm looking forward to having the kitchen sink completely cleared by the time I sit down to relax this evening. I don't think I've had a completely clear kitchen sink since we moved here and I know it makes a big difference to my sense of wellbeing and (misguided) idea of myself as a Domestic Goddess. I will also this evening enjoy Sole Control of the TV Remote, something else I haven't had for a very long time.
A busy week in Arkland the Cool (why are the nights so bloody cold ?), where the wind has at least abated somewhat. No real warmth until next week, so They say.
Monday was Tess Coe, and dinner with my sister in the evening at a local Thai restaurant, in Our Town centre, but a little off the beaten track. Highly recommended, and we intend to return one day...to work our way through the rest of the menu...
Tuesday was Pilates (gruelling), then lunch with my sister at one of our favourite eateries, where parking is easy. Massive Beefburger & Bacon for me, veggie salad for her - she likes eating out in the UK, as France is not especially well-known for vegetarian cuisine, she says.
Wednesday was given over entirely to restage and snoozage.
Thursday was Tess Coe again, but I gave my Neighbour S a lift, as he no longer drives, and mostly relies on our local Co-Op. This will, I think, be a regular monthly Expotition.
Today has been Potter Ing about, doing a number of little jobs that needed jobbing. SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS are now baking in the trusty Remoska.
We went for a Long Walk around the port and along the seafront and ended up in an eatery. It was tasty, although the service was quite slow. This being the seaside in Northern France, the only thing to eat was mussels and chips.
Is outrage!
Actually, I think I could probably handle that at a pinch...
We had a good day, the open air museum was great and we spent a fun evening drinking wine and listening to local bands.
I’m going to have to earn my keep tomorrow, with a tricky meeting in the morning and a speech in the evening.
Re: Ascension Day, David used to say he wished the season of Ascension lasted six weeks, like Easter, because there was so much lovely music written for it.
I'm back from the office summer night out - supper at a rather good restaurant just along the street. I had baked goat's cheese with nuts and seeds, honey caramelised chicory and piri tortilla chips, followed by venison with veggies and haggis, which was absolutely heavenly, and cheese and biscuits to finish. A most excellent way of spending a Friday evening.
Must pootle off to bed soon: I need to catch a train at about 9:30 in the morning as I have a Scottish Voices gig in Troon tomorrow - the first one with our new conductor.
Venison burgers for tea here, in fresh baguettes with lambs lettuce, truffle cheese and topped with mushrooms in cream. I then had Rangpur lime gin mixed with a lemon and yuzu sparkling drink, which was very good.
Good luck with the new conductor - who is it? I also wish we had a peripatetic liturgical choir like this in these parts - there isn't one sadly....
YOINK! (Swipes joke)
In theory I have a restful & self-indulgent few days but, as usually happens, I am Doing Something About The Kitchen.
Mr RoS is the washer-upper here, as I do the food preparation, twice a day, six days a week.
He is not an efficient washer-upper, so during his infrequent weekend absences I scrub the teaspoons, inside all the mugs, clean the windowsill behind the sink, degrease the sink and washing-up bowl, remove limescale deposits from the draining board, clean the counter either side of the sink and the top of the cooker.
On his return he will not notice any difference, but I am going to enjoy seeing it all sparkling and tidy for a day or two.
Moules Frites in France (but actually here too) is one of my favourite things.
I admit I didn't fully relax until Mum was back home and sitting in her armchair with a cup of tea!
Well done with the marking @Heavenlyannie and I hope you get done what you need to this weekend for the dissertation.
Your evening sounds lovely @Piglet and I hope the gig in Troon goes well today.
@Roseofsharon , I am Sole Cook and Washer-Upper here; while the majority of people I know hold the view that whoever cooks (always me at Casa Nen) doesn't do the washing up, I am quite particular about How Things Are Done in the kitchen and prefer to be sole curator of the kitchen sink, even if it means I spend a lot of my time there. Yesterday evening, Mr Nen being out, I cleared the space completely and it was lovely coming down to it this morning.
There's an Event in the village this morning which we're heading out to - that makes it sound more of an outing than it is, it's happening at the local school which is a five minute walk away
I'm glad Mr Boogs is The cook and I'm the clearer upper @Roseofsharon. Mr. Boogs has the same attitude to clearing up as Mr R. - a quick wipe over and it's done! 🙄
This morning I'm off to Books, Bakes and Banter. A fundraiser at our Arts Centre. This evening I'm going to one of Mr Boog's concert band gigs at Uphill (near Weston S-Mare) I'm getting a lift there as, being the drummer, he sets off really early to set up.
Oooo, excellent, that means she may be on the SW coast too!
I need to get dressed and go for a walk. Then Mr Heavenly will help me with editing and compiling the dissertation.
African cichlids. They're made of rock, those guys.
Lucky people! It's a lovely ship and that cruise sounds wonderful. The last time we were on the Waverley was in 1979, from Anderston Quay in Glasgow to Rothesay with a crowd of noisy engineers.
Thank you!
This morning we got the funicular up the cliff and admired magnificent views of the Bay of the Somme. We walked along the port and the seafront, and I am slightly embarrassed to admit, ate chips for the second time in two days
Mr Heavenly has assisted me with editing and formatting so I now have a completed dissertation which I will proof read in the week ready for submission next weekend. Its focus is on the professionalisation of Mad-doctors in eighteenth century England and it sets out to refute the idea that modern psychiatry was a product of nineteenth century asylums.
Mr Heavenly visited the fish stall earlier and so we have sea bass for tea. Apparently they had live crab there this morning.
I am deeply sick with jealousy. That coast is magical, and to do so on the Waverley...
*goes as green as the jolly green giant's bogeys*
My meeting today went as well as it could and my speech tonight seemed to go down well, mainly because it was very short unlike the one before that took a long time to not say very much.
Home tomorrow, but I’ve rather fallen for this bit of Germany and hope to come back in the not too distant future.
Yesterday we had a most enjoyable conversation in French on inheritance- not the financial kind, but traits and artefacts we have inherited.
This morning I was up early to join my daughter who had a stall at a vintage fair / brocante. It was in an orchard setting, in the village where my grandfather was born, as it happens. She has had stalls before, but this was on a different level in that the clientèle were distinctly wealthy, some up from London. Her takings were more than double what she has taken on any previous occasion. The sunny weather helped, though her stall was in the shade of a tree and there was a chilly wind. I was warmly dressed but felt decidedly frumpy compared to the customers.
It was the monthly Eucharist service at the little church here this morning and since then it's been domestics and trying to get ahead on things here a bit. We are away for most of next week at a conference.
Roast chicken for tea because Sunday.
I'm back home after my German adventure. Twinning obviously works as I very much want to return to the area on holiday.
I have a busy week ahead, so I'm enjoying an evening of catching up with myself.
Nothing else in particular, a few household chores, puzzles, reading.
Torrential rain at 4pm, not forecast, and at 6.30 as forecast, hammering on the church roof and windows during Evensong, plus thunder, but dry when it was time to leave.
Although it clouded over, and we hurriedly brought everything indoors, it was still nice when I was coming home.
Why isn't the bank holiday until next Monday?