There’s nothing quite like a cancer diagnosis to concentrate the mind on both the short and medium terms. We have taken a cruise to the Fjords, and it was a delight - something I’ve wanted to do for years. Who knows how long one has left, after all? Much as we love our friends and family, and commit to various charities, we’re rather inclined to get the good of our savings for ourselves - and the broader environment - while we’re alive. Par conséquent, we have turned in both diesel cars for electric ones, and had a big solar array installed on the roof.
We got the little Fiat in April, and love its lively character. It has five doors, but is pretty tight in the back. We’ve therefore turned in the Ateca, an excellent car, and a super second-hand buy for someone. But once you’ve driven an electric car, it seems pretty pedestrian. So it’s back to Renault after 27 years. The Scenic is fractionally bigger than the Ateca, so will only just fit in the garage. The Fiat, registered GK, is a proper little go-kart. The Scenic is also lively and agile, if clearly bigger and a tad heavier, but nicely finished, and with lots of nice bells and whistles, like a glass roof that can be dimmed without a cloth blind. I’m slowly coming to grips with all the fancy tricks, and am glad to confirm that both meet my grandfather’s criterion for a car: it has four wheels and it goes.
We have had a sociable week so far: Sandra was here on Sunday for lunch: bruschette with the first crop of our tomatoes, a chicken Caesar salad and a fruit salad. I hosted the German conversation group on Tuesday morning, and I think it went well. Later in the day we had friends round for tea and Martyn’s delicious scones.
The garden is doing well. The spuds are all out now, and we’ve planted out all the tomato seedlings. We’ve started saving seeds from annuals with a view to flogging them at a pound a pinch when we host a Macmillan coffee morning next month.
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