After a succession of wet, windy days, I awoke on Monday to see sunlight round the edges of the blind, so sprung into action a little earlier than my rather relaxed usual. By mid morning a couple of loads of laundry were spinning round in the breeze. By lunchtime I’d walked down to the village to get some cash for the cleaners, and weeded the flower bed closest to the house. By supper time the grass was cut.
Sad to say, the wet, windy weather was back on Tuesday, and so was my usual idleness. As I write, Wednesday looks pretty dreich again. Still, things look better indoors: our second lot of new curtains arrived late on Tuesday, so the dining room is looking much better. I think I’ve chronicled the travels of the old curtains: Paris, Neuilly, Levallois, Ixelles, Dübendorf and Lagrasse before they arrived here in Disgustedville. They may move on again, but for the moment their next destination is a carton in the loft.
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