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  • Day 221

    25.04 Day 221 . . . Last Full Day Here!

    April 25, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 11 °C

    So today could and should be our last full day here at Chaignepain. We have the day here packing and then the night here.
    The alarm went off at 8.30 but I was awake well before that. Tre was still in the land of zog.
    Once up we breakfasted and then first thing first was to sort the bloody French mobile top up. It took Tre and I another good fifteen minutes this morning before we finally sorted how to input the code number to activate the top up.
    After this is was full on sort out mode. I cracked on with a full deep clean of the pellet burner while Tre did the same to the cooker.
    I then helped Tre get some burnt on residue from the glass door and the metal rings within the cooker. Tre then worked upstairs while I finished off the burner and then started the defrost of the freezer, which fortunately didn’t take that long.
    I got an unexpected call from Russ ‘Benny’ who I had meant to call for about two weeks - I always feel bad if I don’t keep in contact with people. It was good to catch up.
    Whilst having to pop to the van I decided the start Roxvanne to ensure she started. As per yesterday she has a bit of a dodgy battery now and I was worried that when we loaded up yesterday, the lights in the back and cab had been on quite a bit.
    On the first turn of the key I knew all was not good - yep Rox was flat. Definitely not what we needed today.
    I went to speak with Tre who had made lunch, but I wasn’t hungry now thinking about the battery and it’s impact on us over the next few days. After half an hour I tried Rod again - no joy. Fortunately we had a power pack gadget in the van and so we broke that out. I connected it up and Tre turned the key - up she fired. We locked up the Gite and went for an unscheduled drive of the surrounding lanes to give the battery’s charge.
    Once back we got an email from Kate estate agent asking if we had heard anything from the seller who was due to send us some house update photos. We replied nothing received. Waiting on these images had been on mine and Tre’s mind all day, we were started to think tomorrows signing might not be as straight forward as we hoped.
    Tre and I continued for another hour or so packing things away and cleaning. We had a visit from Hannah with some post and we updated her on a couple of issues in the Gite.
    We then got a call from Mr and Mrs Hollywood and at about the same time finally got the photos we had been waiting for all day. The photos were what we needed to see and as a result made us feel a lot more confident about tomorrows signing!
    Once we finished chatting with the Hollywoods we decided to call it a day and Tre got dinner together. We then sat and chilled for the evening - it being our last night sitting on our little sofa here - felt a little odd to be honest.
    Tomorrow is a big day!
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  • Day 220

    24.04 Day 220 . . . Packing Up Rox

    April 24, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Up at 8.30 and straight downstairs to crack on - we have a lot to do.
    We whistled through breakfast and then we called Orange British line and spoke to a very helpful guy about getting a landline new phone installed at the Chenay house. Wasn’t as cheap as we thought as we hadn’t ordered it online, but you can’t order an engineer to attend to hook up a line using the online system - so stuffed in that one. Anyhow all sorted and an engineer being sent out next week. All the bits ordered and being posted out and we had to give Craigs mobile number for the contract as they will only take a French mobile number. So this afternoon we need to go get a French mobile phone.
    Next up call the Insurance lady Vanessa to get a new attestation document done and sent out, so we can send to the notaire.
    Once that was done and email copy received we forwarded it to the French Notaire and also asked them to confirm that they had all our funds safely held for the Chenay house.
    I then packed a few bits upstairs just to make a start on our move out. Tre had also started her packing - more of what she had already done in the last few days.
    Shortly after lunch we both climbed into Roxvanne to drive to Sauze. We both noticed again that she is not starting very well - we’ve ordered a new battery for when we get back to the UK in May but we may need to sort it sooner.
    We drove to Sauze and into SuperU. First up we bought a phone but found out we needed to go to a shop down the parade for a SIM card. We then did a small food shop but also picked up some items that were on offer due to a stamp collection scheme - a bit like green shield stamps back in the UK in about 1970 . . . all gardening equipment.
    After SuperU we went to get the SIM card which was a bit of a phaf, but the lady in the shop was really helpful and explained what we needed to do . . . Or so we thought.
    Across the road to Bricomon to buy some charcoal, but changed our minds and just bought some fire lighters. We think we can use wood (of which there is plenty in the hanger at the Chenay house) in the newly purchased fire pit if yesterday.
    Back home via the main roads and parked up in our normal bay at the Gite.
    We then spent the next two hours or so humping our belongings from the Gite to Rox and loading her up. We seem to have accumulated loads of stuff while we have been here - certainly more than we arrived with.
    We finally locked the doors on Rox and called it a day.
    Tre then made a fab, huge omelette which we had with salad whilst flopped on the sofa watching rubbish.
    We then for some bizarre reason started trying to activate the new mobile phone and also too it up with the details and directions we had been given by the shop lady. Not a chance! We were both tired and tempers started to raise, so we decided to leave it to the morning. It cannot be that difficult.
    Both pooped we decided to call it a night - it was well gone 11pm here yet again.
    Tomorrow is our last full day at the Gite!!
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  • Day 219

    23.04 Day 219 . . . Big Pot Hunting

    April 23, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

    After waking at 3am with a thumping headache . . . as a result of too much Leffe Blonde last night, I fell back to sleep and we both woke at about 8.30am and were treated to the sounds of the Cuckoo and the Hoopoe from over in the woods.
    We had decided to go to Civray during the morning to visit the market - which today was a brocante, not a locals one - more professional sellers antique fair.
    We arrived at Civray just before 11am and found a parking space over the river from the market square I. A fairly large car park.
    We started our walk around the market, taking in the weird and wonderful treasures to be found. We saw a fairly large metal pot which Tre suggested might make a good fire pit for the garden and so we asked a price. Far too expensive for what it was. We were now on Big Pot Hunt. We found another couple as we walked, both were neither quite big enough or the right price.
    It was then that we saw it, a bloody big and heavy iron pot with handles. After a short discussion with the seller and a 10€ price reduction we bought it. Only then did I worry about how we would get it into an already full Roxvanné. Add to that Tre and I had to carry it back through the market, across the river and to the car park. Anyhow after two stops on route we arrived at Rox and sorted the back contents enough that we could put the pot in . . . Bloody hell it’s heavy!!
    Back to the market we walked again before grabbing hot drinks in the small bar/cafe right next to the church.
    Although it had been sunshine when we left home it was overcast in Civray and getting windy.
    So after drinks we headed for Rox and drove home. On our arrival the weather was sunny and warm again.
    We decided to sit outside but after 10 minutes it had clouded over and started to rain a little. Within half an hour it was lashing it down. This rain came and went all afternoon.
    We decided to eat early and had the lamb and mint sausages from Sauze market.
    Due to the weather we sat to watch some TV and waited for Brighton v Manchester United FA Cup Semi Final to start.
    As we are an hour ahead, by the time the game had finished with a penalty shoot out it was well gone 8pm if not nearer 9pm.
    A bit more TV and some social messages to some friends finished the day and we toddled off to bed.
    Something else bought for the Chenay House - 3 more sleeps!
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  • Day 218

    22.04 Day 218 . . . Our Final Viewing

    April 22, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    Today is the day we go to read the mètres at the Chenay House - so we both woke immediately thinking about it and trying to check we had all the questions ready that we needed to ask.
    Downstairs we had breakfast and I downloaded a load of payslips for all my work last year to send to the French accountant. Downloaded and sent, Tre and I set about replying to the English accountant so that she could sort my tax with UK HMRC - questions such as how many actual days did I work in the Uk between set dates!! Nightmare!! Anyway we got it done and sent.
    I wanted to fly the drone today due to the incredible rapeseed in the fields, but I was having to watch how windy it was.
    Tre cracked on with ironing all the covers from the 3 piece suite she had laundered while I kicked my heels and found a little green bug to photograph out on the patio.
    The southern green shield bug larvae molt five times before they reach their mature size. They are named for their unpleasant scent and are considered pests due to their preference for feeding on leguminous plants such as soybeans. Wasps and flies that parasitize the southern green shield bug are sometimes used as biological controls for its population.
    The adult males can reach a body length (from front to elytral apex) of about 1.2 cm, while females are bigger, reaching a size of about 1.3 cm. The body is bright green and shield-shaped and the eyes are usually reddish, but they may also be black. They differ from the similar green stink bug (Acrosternum hilare) by the shape of their scent gland openings, which are short and wide in Nezara viridula, and narrow and long in the green stink bug. The eggs are barrel-shaped, with an opening on the top.
    Once the wind had died down Is joutes to Tre and we headed out to the end of the lane to fly the Mavic Air.
    Still a little gusty and having not flown it for a while, I struggled to remember all of the imagery settings during the two short flights. On landing the second flight I thought at one point it was coming down due to low battery in the rapeseed field, which would have been a total loss of it. I then nearly clipped a tree when I got it close to home. Next flight will be less adventurous and more re-learning my skills.
    We walked home and I downloaded the footage into the MacBook. I was actually quite pleased with some of the stuff I’d got.
    I pinged a couple of images into Instagram and then shit upstairs to get changed. Tre was already and we needed to leave to get fuel at Sauze before heading to the house.
    At just gone 5pm we were fuelling at Sauze and whilst there went to check the tyre pressures as I now know how to use the French air lines - a little odd to say the least.
    All done Tre and I headed for the house passing the estate agent parked up in a layby, probably killing time.
    We arrived at the house at about 5.50pm ten minutes early and there met the estate agent and Madam Auvin one of the sellers. She had with her, her son and one of his friends.
    We spent some good while at the house checking the location of water stop clocks, electric metres, water points within the street, what the family had and hadn’t left in the house and outbuildings. To say Tre and I weren’t impressed is an understatement - but I won’t go into it. The estate agent agreed that the state of the place was not acceptable. We had a serious conversation and it would appear things will get done before Wednesday - we will see.
    The sun was out and it was a beautiful evening, the house itself and especially the garden looked stunning, if not overgrown.
    It’s all Tre and I actually want - the rubbish the family have left Tre and I will sort . . . We have the time!!
    We finally left being given some assurances and decided rather than go straight home we would go to a bar we’ve meant to visit for ages.
    We drove about ten minutes tops, to Clussais-la-Pommeraie and La Pause d’Ore. once inside we saw that they made and served freshly baked pizzas.
    We ordered a Canabel (Cannibal) pizza and a couple of drinks. The pizza lived up to its name being fairly spicy. With the addition of some chilli oil the owner had provided my mouth was on fire - in a good way. Due to having a very large glass of Leffe Blonde, Tre drive home which took about ten minutes.
    Indoors we had another drink each and continued to discuss the issues with the way the house had been left, but more importantly how pleased we were to have found it and that it will be ours on Wednesday.
    We both went to bed really happy but in my case a little fuzzy headed.
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  • Day 216

    20.04 Day 216 . . . All Paid Up !!

    April 20, 2023 in France ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Up again relatively early as we need to move some final monies - it’s been good getting these transactions done first thing and out of the way - the rest of the day is now cleared. That’s it all paid - Thursday 20th April 2023 - All Paid
    What a feeling!!
    We owe no-one anything, house bought, van owned, credit cards with zero balances, no debt - to anyone - and savings still in the bank!!
    Boyed by our own little achievement we had breakfast and were ready and out of the door by 1030am.
    We had decided to go to Sauze market - in all the months we have been here, we have never been to market day at Sauze, it being the closest town to us - go figure.
    On the way we noticed that the fields are now so high with rapeseed and other crops that we can’t see across many fields now, even being in the van. We have lost some of our distant views.
    We parked in the main square at Sauze and walked to the market, which to be fair was about seven stalls, not really much of a market, but all the stalls were selling good quality products, cheese, meat, vegetables, fish, speciality chicken and some other locals selling bedding plants. So as a villager you have pretty much choice of all your stable dietary foods.
    The meat stall was our purpose for going, it had been recommended so many times to us, a Brit girl works the stall and is apparently married to a French Butcher. So the stall has some British products not often found in French butchers . . . Bacon!!
    As well as bacon we got lamb and mint sausages and also some marinated pork strips. I can also order pig skin from her for my pork scratchings - noted!!
    The vegetable stall also got our attention and some purchases, whilst the remaining stalls didn’t take any of our money.
    From the market we went to Bricomon - which today was open where we saw again ‘Andy’ who works in there and we purchased a padlock and 1m of chain for the new house gate.
    Then across to SuperU to buy a whole host of cleaning equipment for our move in day as well as some food shops bits and half a dozen or so of our favourite red, which was again on offer €1.90 a bottle.
    As we loaded Roxvanné with our purchases, Tre suddenly said she fancied a bacon baguette at the Lemon Tree just down the road - she was never going to get an argument from me on that idea.
    Five minutes later at just gone 1pm we were sat awaiting our bacon baguettes, mine with a fried egg in a crusty, Tre just bacon in a soft baguette.
    Whilst sitting in the cafe we got an email from the estate agent saying one of the sellers of the Chenay house now wanted to be present at the completion signing, but wanted the date brought forward by a day at 2pm - could we be available? Err YES!!
    Before answering we sent a quick check to our English notaire to ensure there was no issue with this that we hadn’t considered . . . and waited for the reply.
    From the Lemon Tree we drove past the Chenay House again and noted some of the flower tubs had now been removed, so removals are still ongoing.
    From the house we drove to Hope Furniture Barn - part of the Sauze charity shop. We just wanted to see what they had, as we need to find a bed frame, just for the short term, for the Chenay House. We currently have nothing here by way of furniture and most of what we had in the UK we threw away - this is a clean fresh start for us both. Anything furniture we buy over the next week or so will be for the short term just while we get settled.
    That being said I didn’t envisage leaving Hope having bought a three piece suite (In Pink), a solid wood double bed frame and two small chairs! All to be delivered on the 2nd May free of charge.
    The woman who run the barn (Ann) then let slip that her and her husband were ex police (BTP) and that she had a brother who was ex MET and NCS - small world. So as a result we stood chatting for longer than anticipated.
    We were then driving home at about 3.45pm.
    Indoors we had the email reply from our British notaire that a day earlier was no problem. We emailed the estate agent to say 2pm on 26th was fine and could she confirm it was now fixed. Half an hour later she came back that 26th was fixed but could we do 4pm . . . We’d be really pleased if they could make their minds up!! Anyhow we replied YES to 4pm on the 26th. So we are now another day closer.
    We had stripped all the covers of the newly acquired pink three piece before we had left the barn and so Tre was on opération laundry with those once we had sorted the email to the estate agent.
    Another email from the French notaire informed us they had received all payments we had made other than the final one which we knew would credit with them tomorrow.
    So after quite a busy little day we sat to watch some TV with a snack tea of wine, cheese, chorizo, crisps and haribo sweets . . . so, so healthy!
    Bit or a landmark day for Tre and I . . . We seem to be almost there!!

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  • Day 215

    19.04 Day 215 . . . Sunshine Again !

    April 19, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

    This setting the alarm thing is working, it’s waking Tre up before the alarm even goes off.
    So as per yesterday we were up relatively early doors and straight downstairs to get logged on and chase a decent exchange rate, before moving some more money.
    That done we chilled and had a leisurely breakfast.
    The sun was out in force and so we placed our chairs in the patio to get as much exposure as we could. Tre read her book and dozed, I wrote up some penguins, did some social surfing and also snoozed.
    At some point Tre spotted a lovely pine seat advertised on FB at one of the brocantes and so after a couple of messages and a PayPal transaction we were arranging to pick it up in a weeks time - once Mr & Mrs Annals have departed . . . had I mentioned they are due to visit us for a few days next week . . . Chaignepain won’t know what’s hit it 😂
    I also took a couple of cuttings of plants around our patio I. The hope we may be able to get some plants from them as the year progresses.
    We had nibbles for lunch - tuna mayo on crackers, neither of us overly hungry.
    Mid afternoon Tre got a phone call from one of her cousins, informing her of yet another passing of a relative. That’s three in three weeks - quite sobering, when members of the same family pass so quickly in relation to one another. The news put a bit of a damper on the afternoon obviously.
    Pork chops with a Dijon mustard coating was our evening meal of choice.
    We sat for the evening, messaging and social surfing whilst watching bits and pieces on the TV. Tre and I have an idea of using an unfinished piece of wood as kitchen counter tops and so I disappears down a rabbit hole on the web trying to establish the best way of testing this wood.
    That was another day done - another one ticked off the list of our time left here at Chaignepain. We’ve loved it and are still loving it - we are very lucky to be here.
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  • Day 214

    18.04 Day 214 . . . Another Day Lost

    April 18, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    Well I’m not gonna be long telling you about today - don’t want to bore the pants off anyone.
    After getting up fairly early to make sure we hit the currency market early, we managed to trans get the monies we needed to sort.
    A quick email to the notaires here and in the UK to update then followed at which point we stopped for brekkie.
    A call then arrived from the estate agent, which always fills me with dread, normally it’s because something has changed or gone wrong - or mostly that she is about three emails behind everyone else.
    Anyway it was to arrange a meeting at the Chenay house on Saturday evening. We again asked her to confirm the water was on at the house and we’re told she has arranged for the water company to attend on Tuesday next - to re-connect. I’m so glad now we chased her on this as we had been told everything was ok!!
    I then got to work on my company year end accounts, which I hate, while Tre completed some medical forms for here for our Carte Vitale. In amongst scanning and printing and trying to download internet documents with a crappy wifi - it took for ages.
    I finally finished everything at about 4.30pm, Tre had finished a little earlier.
    Good news today was Lauren and Pete moved into their new rented place and Mim and Dad managed to sell their corsa without any issues - phew!!
    So the day had gone with admin yet again - tomorrow will be no admin.
    The evening passed with dinner and a couple of films on channel 4 while watching Chelsea crash out of the Champions league with a whimper!
    Tomorrow will be a better day.
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  • Day 213

    17.04 Day 213 . . . Lancaster Bomber

    April 17, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    We had set an alarm to make sure we were up this morning. A restaurant we had been to a couple of times previously - Auberge du Noyer at Londigny - had started last week, to do a full English breakfast twice a week. Tre had seen the advert and booked us in. We’ve not had a full English for months.
    So we were up and at it and ready to leave in plenty of time.
    We hopped into Roxvanné and pulled off the driveway into the country lane - our only route to anywhere. At which point Tre shrieked at me and pointed to a very large bird waddling down the centre of the lane, blocking any traffic - had there been any apart from us.
    The bird which we now know to be a Muscovy Duck, wasn’t much for moving until I got right behind him and revved the engine a little. At this point it took off like an overloaded WW2 Lancaster bomber.
    The Muscovy duck (Cairina moschata) is a large duck native to the Americas, from the Rio Grande Valley of Texas and Mexico south to Argentina and Uruguay. Small wild and feral breeding populations have established themselves in the United States, particularly in Florida, Louisiana, Massachusetts, the Big Island of Hawaii, as well as in many other parts of North America, including southern Canada. Feral Muscovy ducks are found in New Zealand, Australia, and in parts of Europe.
    It is a large duck, with the males about 76 cm (30 in) long, and weighing up to 7 kg (15 lb). Females are noticeably smaller, and only grow to 3 kg (6.6 lb), roughly half the males' size. The bird is predominantly black and white, with the back feathers being iridescent and glossy in males, while the females are more drab. The amount of white on the neck and head is variable, as well as the bill, which can be yellow, pink, black, or any mixture of these colors. It may have white patches or bars on the wings, which become more noticeable during flight. Both sexes have pink or red wattles around the bill, those of the male being larger and more brightly colored.
    Obstruction dealt with we drove in the sunshine to Londigny and parked up.
    The breakfast was blooming lovely, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Tre eat so much so fast - and never have I seen her eat fried bread, so without doubt we will be back.
    We headed back to Sauze and stopped at Bricomon - we forgot it was Monday and also now lunchtime, so it was shut. A quick stop in SuperU to check for some cleaning bits we might need next week and we were heading home. Nearly at home we noted the Lancaster Bomber had taken up residence on a roadside pile of compost and gravel.
    After a very brief stop at home we were heading out again on our way to Niort, again to check for some bits we might need next week but also car hunting.
    We found our way straight to the Peugeot and Citroen site which also housed Spoticar - so lots of cars on site. We spent the best part of 90 minutes looking for specific models we’ve sort of settled for and sitting in a few to check sizes. Each year model is obviously different to the previous year - some better than others.
    After finding nothing that met both our size and financial needs we departed and headed to Leroy Merlin.
    Once parked up near to Leroy’s we opted to quickly pop into GiFi which is another B&Q/The Range type affair - only to find nothing in there we were really looking for.
    Across the road we quickly checked out Leroy but by now I think we had both had enough and shopping boredom had set in, so we very soon gave up and found ourselves back in Rox heading home.
    Nearly back at Melle we stopped into DSI Automobiles, a garage we’ve visited before and there saw the same guy as previously ‘Charlie’. Again we trolled through the cars he had on the forecourt but with no luck. He is a lovely guy though, so always good to have a chat with him - in pigeon French/English.
    From Charlie’s we headed for home, still bathed in sunshine.
    At home unfortunately the patio was in full shade as it was late-late afternoon.
    We bother skipped evening meal as the brekkie this morning was still filling out tummy’s!
    It didn’t seem long until bedtime called - the days are now slipping away quickly towards the new house at Chenay.
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  • Day 212

    16.04 Day 212 . . . Here Comes The Sun!

    April 16, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 10 °C

    Up relatively early for us - the sun was shining straight through a little bedroom window.
    Downstairs we had breakfast fairly quickly and then retired to our patio chairs to soak up the sun - and there we stayed, doing nothing but getting hotter.
    About 3pm our neighbours stopped for a natter, which went on a lot longer than any of us probably expected.
    It was gone 5pm by the time the batter continued and we came indoors to sort dinner - which was some marinated pork steaks we’d picked up at SuperU a couple of days ago.
    With slightly red and warm sun flushed faces we sat to watch some TV for the evening before bed.
    What an exhausting day!
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  • Day 211

    15.04 Day 211 . . . Car’s & Tondeuse

    April 15, 2023 in France ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    After our very late night last night, weirdly we both woke about 8am. We chatted for about ten minutes before both falling back to sleep. We were then very late waking up. Tea and an almond tuile in bed and then down for breakfast.
    The weather was lovely and sunny with Simpson clouds . . . the big white puffy ones against a rich blue shy . . . like at the start of a Simpsons episode.
    Once ready we hopped into Rox and headed to Civray to check out some cars. On route we took a detour past the Chenay house to see if clearing out was still under way. We think we drove past the woman and son we met before Christmas, then driving the opposite direction. At the house the field fence had been removed and at the house there was obvious car tyre marks in the driveway to the front door. These had never been there before - so looks like things are progressing. A few photos of the fields nearby as we left Chenay - including a sort of lady bird. I’ve tried to identify it a number of way but can be positive as the photo I doesn’t have enough detail.
    We then headed to the Citroen garage at Civray and checked out some C3 cars they had. We think they might be too small for my masculine bulky (overweight) frame. So we headed across the road to Peugeot and spoke to a very nice man about a 3008 that they had.
    Five minutes later Tre and I were out on a test drive on our own, no agent with us, no checking if our driving licences, no taking of our home address or phone numbers - just set loose for a drive. We both had a drive - primarily Tre, as I’d driven one before that we had hired. Back at the garage safe and sound we sat and went through some stuff with the very nice man (who keeps Donkeys - much to Tre’s delight) and got some prices. We left the garage with some thinking to do.
    We drove to Civray and dropped into Intermarché to grab a few bits for tonight and tomorrow.
    From there we drove down the road to another form of Brico to check out Tondeuse - ride on mowers again. They really didn’t have too much to look at and so walked across the road to another garden/land equipment place. Now I’ve always worked on the premise that if there is no price tag on an item and you have to ask the price, you probably can’t afford it so why bother asking. So we didn’t stay long!
    Having had most of the afternoon out and about we decided to head for home enjoying the late afternoon sunshine - and discussing our needs when it came to a car. There is only the two of us most of the time - so do we really need something large and fairly luxury, not really. So time to re think our brand choices.
    Home about 6pm Tre quickly smashed out the same chorizo salad we had a couple of nights ago. We enjoyed it so much the other night it was fab to have it again. Also uncorked a bottle of our favourite red.
    We then watched a few episodes of The Night Agent - leaving us the final two episodes for tomorrow.
    Match of the Day finished our evening and finished any hope I had of Chelsea getting some pride in themselves.
    We may go to Lenzay tomorrow - let’s see what time we surface in the morning.
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