Thurs, Feb 10th 2011. The Day of reckoning
I awoke, which is always a good sign. It makes the days so much more predictable. Today I sorted out the wheat from the chaff. I’ve never really known what…
I awoke, which is always a good sign. It makes the days so much more predictable. Today I sorted out the wheat from the chaff. I’ve never really known what…
I was awakened quite early by thoughts that there really was a lot still to do and only two full days remaining. The thoughts wouldn’t let me lie in so…
I decided to go to St. Ceré today because that was where the exchange shop ‘Troc’ that was rumoured to take stuff and sell it on your behalf. I cleaned…
Such an easy day in theory. All I had to do was saunter into town and get some money out the bank. Then go shopping. Then pop to the council…
Sunday, the sunth of Feb. Things are different here in the winter. I’ve forgotten what it was like, I think the last time was when Jenny & I were out…
Must have been quite drunk and tired last night because I enjoyed a long sleep that woke me up at 9.30, with a little gentle tap on the head. Well…
In France. A week of house clearing. ‘Clearing’, whatever that is in French. My dictionary tells me it’s debarasse, but today I wanted to put an advert in the supermarket…