Friday, 13 July 2018

Feeling valued - for once

My co-hobbyists and our partners were invited to tea this afternoon by the county’s current high sheriff.  She greeted us all personally as we arrived, and thanked us for what we do, and had laid on a lavish afternoon tea that bore favourable comparison with the one we enjoyed a few years ago in a little garden adjoining Birdcage Walk.  It also offered a chance to catch up with colleagues and socialise a bit.  

The drive there and back was something of a trial, but fortunately most of the traffic on the way back was in the opposite direction.  I wish I knew what can be done to fix the awful driving conditions hereabouts.  (Well, filling in the potholes would be a pretty good start.)  The new dual carriageway has made getting to Disgustedville a shade easier from points north-west, so you arrive in the urban crawl a little more quickly.  Of course, the congestion as the road moves from four lanes to two has just been shunted a couple of roundabouts south eastwards.

 We’re heading out in a similar direction tomorrow, and mused briefly whether it might have been an idea to pack an overnight bag and find a B&B.  There was, however, the small matter of the washing out on the line at Forges-l’Evêque, which had fortunately only been mildly sprinkled by the unforecast showers when we got home later in the afternoon.  Said showers continued, but despite much crashing and banging have not delivered much in the way of replenishment of the water butts.  Oh well, it looks as if there might be more rain as the evening wears on.

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