I posted on
Facebook today 23rd June my best wishes for Britain and all those brave people
who have to make a huge choice. We live in the European community, we live and breathe
it every day with no question of it not being the French way of life. We chose
not to vote as we feel we have a conflict of interest. Whichever way it goes there will be a
different feel to the federal state we live in and I hope by the time we have
Breakfast we will know which way UK is going and then we can start to
understand how it will affect us here in Brevands.
We finally finished the two long sides of the
barn roof and we are dry at last, but not yet dust free. Tons of slates fell into the barn and we set
to the clearance job protected with masks which actually lasted 15 minutes as
my glasses misted up and I couldn’t understand a word Mike was saying. We have the front triangle to finish and the
capping to fit and the job is done…..
This job has taken its toll on Mike’s worn
out legs and a bit of clearing up was a relief, but the slates that rained off
this huge roof have now been picked up and deposited in the gardens and in
store and the thousands of nails that kept the slates in place have been picked
up with a powerful magnet to protect HOSS’s Paws and me, when I am out in my
crocs. We have filled two lidle ice cream tubs with nails, it is quite
remarkable.
Hooray….
the fishing season has started and we made it out twice in a week. For 8 euros
we can have 6 hours of carp fishing and although Ann and I are happy to sit and chat for the
whole time Mike has convinced me that I should mind a rod and give it a go on our next sortie
Both Shirley
and Graham landed big carp and Mike lost two at the point of netting, but the
excitement when one of us has a bite is both thrilling and fun
Don’t
misunderstand this photo, there is no competitive culture going on, it is just
a question of landing the biggest fish to win the trophy and all the accolade
that goes with it …..win win win …
And quite
right, a 20 pounder is something to be proud of and we all gather around to
congratulate, and then back to the swim with a revitalised enthusiasm that
there is a whopper out there just waiting to play.
On the 21st
June we gathered in the garden to celebrate the longest day 2016. I spent days glued
to weather forecast wriggling out of the promised warm and clear skies it kept
promising.
Mike
cleared the Barn just in case it poured but as it happened the rain stayed off
long enough to see the sun set and then we all moved into the tent and carried
on regardless.
Sun set was at 22:17 and at the precise moment Mark played us the last post on his violin to mark the moment beautifully, and then at 23:00, at dusk, six of us girls picked up our recorders and played TAPS stood around our fire pit. It was a moment I will remember with love in my heart because I always sit out for longest days, sun and moon eclipses and meteor showers and to do this with my best mates made it all the more special for me and when I am happy, Mike is delighted.
Our
wonderful gang of friends left at the point of a new day and we just dumped
everything in the kitchen and hit the sack.
It all has to be cleared up and put away but for me that is all part of
the fun with a lovely warm feeling that we all had a good time singing and chatting
until the day was done.
My regular Blog readers will remember that we had to move our lily plants into protective custody because the ducks took a fancy to them and we corralled them in an old awning frame surrounded by wire to keep the little buggers out. We were delighted when the leaves pop up from the bottom of the pond and this week we had our first bloom. We still have work to do on this project because it seems that the moor hens can squeeze through the wire netting and it appears they quite like lily flowers. We will have to start again in the autumn and replace the green wire with chicken wire to keep those little buggers out as well.
We had two extra days rest and then started to prepare for Jacobs return to lay the final metal sheets on the roof. Mike and I rebuilt the scaffolding for the penultimate time, we will only need to move one half again and then it will all come down…….. Never to be used again, I hope. As Mike got to the top level and tied the ladders securely and started to collect the tools and equipment he needs to start in the morning the heavens opened and the thunder and lightning lit up the skies and vibrated around us so we came in and checked the weather forecast again. It promises that the rain is pushing off and the thunder will head off with it and we are in for a dry and pleasant time……and I hope just for once the weather men have got it right so we can push on and finish this roof.
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