Monday, June 20, 2005

I'm off
Well more or less. This afternoon and tomorrow I'll be washing, drying, ironing and packing. I've got to go shopping as Dom and Bonnie will be playing house while we're gone and we have to go into town for Rob's insurance on his new phone.

I'll be back mid-July

Sunday, June 19, 2005

This is a very hot weekend indeed
35°C yesterday afternoon, even the breeze was hot. This is why my garden dries up. No splashing in the pools because they can't be topped up. In the village it is the annual Brocante (car boot sale but more sophisticated) it's held in the park, I feel really sorry for the people in the middle of the park with stands, no trees for shade. We stayed in all afternoon and watched a Columbo episode and fell asleep. Even the evening walk was not as refreshing as it should have been.
Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Domesticated:: not me
  2. Cask:: wine
  3. Wayne:: John
  4. Insidious:: watchful
  5. Cool!:: ice
  6. Dishwasher:: I want one
  7. Little house:: no room
  8. Stepford:: ?
  9. Hung:: game
  10. Falling:: dreams

As Paris is candidate for the Olympics in 2012, La Rochelle would also involved in the sailing events. What do you think? Should monuments like the St. Nicholas tower be dressed up with neon? Posted by Hello

This was my dessert. Nougat ice cream with summer fruits. You wouldn't believe how nutty the nougat was! Posted by Hello

Rob's dessert Posted by Hello

I don't know why I am to one side. Rob didn't want to include someone at another table perhaps? Posted by Hello

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Twenty years already?
Yesterday was our twentieth wedding anniversary. Rob had a day off so we spent the morning in town, he needed to change his phone and then we went for coffee. In the evening we went to out favourite restaurant, The Four Sergents, for a meal. It was lovely, Olivier came with us. Needless to say, the men folk talked phones quite a lot. I chose Mussels in lime sauce and then I had fish with corgettes, it was perfect. When I get the pictures I’ll post them so you can see my dessert. After eating we went for a walk on the port, it was so warm a lot of other people had the same idea.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Shouting very loudly "DAISY!"
All I get is a black screen when I visit your site so I can't put a comment and I can't find your e-mail address.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

If you write a new post, you have to remember not to leave it on word or it will not get published.
This morning was my last lesson chez Lionel. I’ve been made redundant for the second time in two years. If you are a regular reader you might remember reading that a classroom I used was turned into a bed sit for the homeless, that was the beginning of the end. My last lesson was a bit strange as I had to phone my student and remind her to come, she also thought we had another lesson next week. She has got another lesson, but not with me.

I was sitting here feeling a bit down and the computer kept crashing every time I tried to get onto my desk, when Jean-Christophe phoned. Jean-Christophe was the maths teacher and he’s starting up an association and would like to put me down on his advertisment as his English teacher. Karin had talked vaguely of his plans a couple of weeks ago and I’d forgotten all about it. So something nice has come out of today after all.

This afternoon is the dentist for Olivier and he wants to sell his X-box, in the rain.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Mea Culpa
It has been pointed out to me by Rob that I haven't given him credit for taking the photos - sorry! The camera is still too new a toy for me to start dropping on the floor.

Monday, June 13, 2005

I'm so glad I could post the photos of the garden at long last. I had a lovely e-mail from 'Hello'. It was simple and I followed the instructions and it worked!!

Needless to say, the garden is already drying out and most of the flowers you can see have gone. Still got lots of roses and the hollyhocks are opening. This weekend Beatrice, who made our name plate, put our number on the garden wall with her name and phone number on as an advertisment (tastefully done of course). This morning I had a long chat with a couple who were admiring her handy work, hope they phone her up.
Unconscious Mutterings
  1. Wally:: twit
  2. Phantom:: ghost
  3. Slippery:: slimy
  4. Fungus:: toadstool
  5. Slot:: hole
  6. Type:: slkhfukhgifh
  7. Discharge:: get rid of
  8. "We need to talk”:: Oh no!
  9. On the spot:: oops
  10. Liquid::water

We live on the corner of the street Posted by Hello

The first peony. They've all gone now. Posted by Hello

A rose Posted by Hello

Love-in-a-mist. Posted by Hello

In the background is a Bohemian Olive tree. You cant eat the olives! Posted by Hello

At last! I can post the pictures of the garden. This was taken on May 24th. Deutzia and Rose Posted by Hello

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Well Sunday is certainly living up to it's name today, it's hot too with a light breeze. This morning we went to visit the stand of a couple of friends who were selling at 'car boot sale' type thingy. We went to where they were supposed to be, in a park with lots of nice trees. There was no one there, they should have been there yesterday! Instead they'd put up a stand at a similar event the other side of town so we went to have a look. Not as picturesque, but a few stands. A lot of people are selling off their old vinyl records and there were plenty of baby clothes, but no real treasure.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Later the same day
Dom phoned at about quarter to eleven to stay that she had finished and that it had gone well. It took ages to get there, every light was red and as parking spaces were in short supply, people were blocking the road trying to get in and out of tiny spaces. The questions were on poetry so Dom was fine and is confident that she has done well. Results in July sometime.
Exam time
As I’m writing this Dom is sitting her French Baccalaureate. We took her at seven this morning and sat in the car until she saw someone she recognized. They are sent out too different lycées depending on their choice of main subject, so she wouldn’t know many of the candidates. Needless to say we were more nervous than her. She loves to write, when she’s not reading she’s writing and vice versa. All she has to do for four hours is write. I just hope she gets a good choice of subjects to write about.

She’ll send a message when she needs picking up. The test for me is to find my way round a part of town I don’t know at all. I seem to remember Rob telling me to keep turning right, I hope it works.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Widgely decided he was my cat when he was pretty young. He used to move sideways, widgle, hence his name. He was black with a fine necklace of white hairs on his chest , very distinguished. In the summer I used to prop myself against the lilac trees with cushions and write poetry, Widgely would come and purr and walk all over me. He wanted a poem too, I did write one. I wonder where it got too?

He was very supportive each time my heart got broken (which was pretty regular at that time). He would make a big fuss of me and pat away my tears with his paws. When I used to go away for weekends with friends he would come to sabotage my packing. He would walk all over everything, sometimes with muddy paws and purr and generally get in the way.

When I finally left home at 26 he stayed with my parents, we lived on a farm and I was moving into town, it was for the best.

A few weeks after I moved, Mum was making the beds one morning, when she happened to look out of the window onto the road. She saw Widgely asleep on the road and called to him to move in case a car came. He didn’t respond. She went out and picked him up and put him in a bag in the shed so Dad could bury him when he got home. She put him in a paper bag, just incase…..

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Has this ever happened to you?
Yesterday I surfed Blogexplosion and Blogcowd. The same blog came out first on both.

Monday, June 06, 2005

Saturday 6th June 1981
A very quiet day indeed, a very quiet week end. It was so cold I needed to wear my duffle coat!

Thursday 6th June 1974
A busy working day, I don’t think I’d cope with ‘banking as it was then’ now. Looks as if I was just discovering the joys of Barclaycard spending. The joys of Barclaycard paying back came later. I bought a long blue skirt, I wonder what happened to that?

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Unconscious Mutterings
  1. Exhibit:: proof
  2. Evolution:: change
  3. Loser:: sad
  4. Hypnotic:: snake
  5. Unlikely:: no chance!
  6. Interrupt:: butt in
  7. Ambivalent:: noisy
  8. Rise and fall:: Rome
  9. Indian:: feathers
  10. Prophecy:: prediction
being in a situation where one of your parents is taken seriously ill in a strange country. A week or so back Christian had a client in that situation. He helped her to book a flight and tried to anticipate any problems she might have. Yesterday she returned to thank Christian and gave him a bottle of wine. Everything had gone smoothly and her parent was home safe and well.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Thursday already!
It always seems to be Thursday again, not that I’ve got anything against Thursdays. Somehow this week seems to have been a busy one, though I can’t really say what I’ve been up to; nothing special.

I’ve been trying to write out a really interesting ‘lettre de motivaion’ to go with my CV. I’m pretty satisfied with the result AND I managed to copy it out by hand without having to start again. In France these letters must be hand written. Rob used to give lessons to a woman whose role was to analyze the hand writing of job applicants.

Yesterday Dom came home with the date of her French oral exam. She has to go to another lycée and be there for 7.40 in the morning. The first bus goes in that direction at eight.. We shall be in England by then. I was really worried for her but she’s decided to cycle over there, it takes half an hour. She’s already done a test run, she will have two bikes at her disposal on the day. She probably won’t be called for examination till11.40!

I seem to spend a lot of time ironing at the moment. We have more summer clothes than winter clothes, so there is not so much space in the wardrobes, therefore everything gets crushed. Olivier, bless him, wears uncrushable t-shirts which dry in 10 minutes. Why do I always go for linen?

Not long till we go on holiday. I haven’t really started on my ‘lists’ yet. I must sort out the suitcases and air them and think about what to leave Dom and Bonnie in the way of food, they will be playing ‘house’ while we’re away.