Thursday 17 April
Kerry's birthday. We managed to wake up early[ish] as a man was coming to give us a quote for 3 windows. I think there was something lost in translation as he obviously quoted us for buying his entire bleedin' company.
Another very warm and sunny day so we decided to get all our shopping chores done so we could stay at the house and work for the next few days.
We did the chores, then decided to take a walk around town, then segued into an aperitif which then melded into lunch with some red wine. This innocent little foray was followed by enormous guilt and a mad spurt of work in the afternoon. I am still weeding and Chris is still sanding. We had a visit from the plumber about the leak [shook his head and scratched it] and from the electrician about moving the phone and internet from the caravan into the house. He said it would be easy and he'd do it next week. Let's see.
We worked steadily until well gone 8pm, ate some bread and cheese and sat reading stuff on the internet until I saw Chris was reading site about - and I quote - Reviving the lost art of manliness. Time for bed before he gets any ideas that I don't agree with!!
When closing up the house, I thought I could smelly something, well, pooh-y, but Chris couldn't smell anything. I still drifted off to sleep thinking about Darren, who left France owing between 14-40k [depending on who you listen to] and who installed our sewage system.....
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