Wednesday 18 November 2015
Coolish 14 degrees
Wednesday
18 November 2015
Sunny
22 degrees
At
5.30 am the phone rang and an automated message informed me that
there was a problem with my health insurance and I needed to press
'one' to be put in contact with an advisor. I hung up and passed out
again. Apparently OH didnt. Not good; he has a huge drive ahead of
him.
We
were both up for 8 am and final stuffing of things in the car and
then he roared off in a cloud of dust and gravel and dog and I
settled down in the front room and I uploaded properties and replied
to emails and drank lots of tea.
At
two pm I went down town and met a couple who had recently bought and
took an electrician to their house. Their phone circuit is the most
recent and it is more up to date than the modem supplied by SFR. The
electrician poked about and displayed 'builder's bottom' and the lady
and I tried to avert our eyes. She, as usual, was dressed fabulously
in black and had kitten heeled slippers in leopard print. I had made
an effort and painted toes and nails and done something with my hair.
Oh
yes, had a lovely surprise! When I was getting ready, I picked up
some earrings which I had recently made and thought I wish my ear
piercing had not closed up... I tried an earring and was thrilled to
find it went in, no problem. I tried the other ear. Again no
problem. I havent been able to wear earrings for about six months
and have been too chicken to go and get them redone. The local shop
is called Wambli piercing and the man is covered in tats and has a
shaved head and he scares me. Hurrah, my wamblis have regained their
piercenesses on their own! Was also too mean to pay 20 euros for one
ear.
I
then took them into town to sort out their mobile phones. It took
forever so whilst the shop assistant was helping them to get their
Lumia's sorted out, I popped into the florist opposite. Someone has
contacted me to ask if I can make a pendant necklace for her granny.
Her favourite flower is lisianthus. I thought there is no way in
hell that my local florist would have some but actually she had three
colours so I took the white one which was in the most perfect
condition. I still have no idea of how I am going to get this
looking good for a pendant. Why on earth cant people just buy what I
have made? Someone else wants earrings from the tiny hydrangea
flowers. Must make them too.
Back
home and quick walk with dog, during which he was beeped at by my
horrible neighbours, and then out for dinner. Everyone else I know
has absolutely lovely neighbours. Mine are shy, unsociable, bee
keeper, autistic, Benny Hill creepy and utterly horrible. That is, I
have six neighbours....
The
lights of town were bright and my 'date' was waiting for me on the
steps of the Casino. One of the NZ ladies who is over supervising
the renovation of the wonderful turn of the 20th villa.
There was only one restaurant open in town – a former railway
station café which had been taken over by some Spanish bar owners
who had attempted to introduce tapas and cocktails to our town. It
was just too foreign for the locals. They dont get out of town too
often and regard a trip to the big city as an occasional excitement.
My Benny Hill neighbour has never been out of the Departement and he
is nearly 70. Anyhow, the restaurant was taken over just recently by
some French cooks and I had heard good reviews.
We
were early and the staff were eating so we sat on a flower box and
waited. The salle was long and narrow with the kitchen at the fatter
end. The lady I was with CLB is vegan and chose pumpkin soup
followed by cep omelette and salad and then pear poached in red wine
with vanilla ice cream. I had pumpkin soup followed by suckling pig
and chocolate and banana nems.
It
was the best meal I have had in a long time. The soup was a deep
orange with a profound depth of flavour and served with lardons and
tiny wafer deep fried bread. The pig was tangy with BBQ seared skin
and melted in the mouth. The nems were crunchy with exquisite
chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream. I ate til I could eat no
more. I deeply regretted wearing my jeans.
We discussed importing craft type items and also higher value items. Very interesting. Came up with a name which encapsulates the business. This could be the new direction I have been looking for.
Home again. Depression gone. A new project.... my absolute favourite thing. Rang OH and he had just arrived at Caen. Stormy crossing forecast.
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