The air is absolutely abuzz with flying things tonight. It’s been a long time coming, but finally today the electric shock tennis racket has made an appearance. Obviously I’m talking about the fly swatter - as bought at a vide grenier mid autumn and which has been languishing on the upper book shelf for months. Matt is murder bound as I type, whilst whittering on at the same time about how boring it must be to keep cows, the catalyst of which is a bellowing bull in the field next to ours….not massively conducive to blogging but still we soldier on.
Today has been again spent trying to work out the budget for the new house at Les Ollieres for which we now have the architect’s plans fully drawn up. We’re trying to work out everything to the last detail and are desperately trying to make sure that we have forgotten nothing which will add thousands to the cost later on and put us out of pocket. So far so good, but until it’s actually been built and furnished it’s anyone’s guess.
We went into Limoges yesterday to take photos of and cost materials for a potential client for said new build and we popped into the BMW garage to pick up the cooler fluid cap for the Mini, at a huge cost of 6€94. By chance the spare key that Matt had ordered for his car was in there too, a few days early, so we are now both free to go whether the wind may take us. In Matt’s case Jumilhac and in mine the Intermarché in Cussac where I stood in a queue for 20 minutes whilst a woman went back and forth to the wine shelf trying to pick the same bottle of rosé so that she could take advantage of the 2 for 1 offer. You wouldn’t imagine that it could be so difficult to save a couple of euros but I didn’t see the back of that shop until the kids chocolate cones were all but soup on the conveyor belt.
Anyway no blog last night and not much of one tonight either. I’ve got to go and get a mood board together for tomorrow now and then find some comedy on tv tonight if it means staying up until 4am. The bull’s still bellowing in the field, the kids are playing football, Matt’s skypeing someone, the bubbles are popping in the glass….where are those scissors and UHU?
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Is that Louis personal tribute and farewell to Cristiano Ronaldo?
I sent that last message at 9.52, not 8.52. Your clock needs a tweek!
Well it was well worth it whatever time you left it…… but i’ve just spammed it by mistake
Cutting….!
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