First batch tiredness.
The Old Farmer and the venerable Ford Transit motor home return early in the morning. We hear the grinding of the brakes as it comes to an abrupt halt. There is then a moments silence followed by gales of laughter as the Belgian lady tries to open the sliding door. Our neighbour and his companion have not only picnicked on their way back from the airport but they've detoured via Albi to watch the sun rise over the cathedral.
There are tree branches caught in the luggage rack on the motor homes roof. I shall ask how they got there later .
This mornings croissant a lacklustre 6.8/10. It has that slight staleness that hints at being baked at four am. It is suffering from first batch tiredness.
The French pineapples back in the greengrocers. They're E5.99 a kilo compared with E3.50 for the Togolese ones and E1.50 for the Costa Rica variety. Presumably the 'French' pineapples actually come from Martinique.
The PONs participate in all this mornings activities at a ' run don't walk ' speed. They seem to get more rather than less enthusiastic the older they get. Guess that's what happens when you try to cram a quart of life into a pint sized bottle.
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So good to find the Old Farmer and his Belgian lady in old spirits today!
Hari Om
have a touch of first batch tiredness myself this morning - oh for an injection of PONicillin... YAM xx
They certainly know how to live life..the Old Farmer, the Belgian lady and the PONS.
Do the pineapples from different locales have notably different tastes or textures? I always thought they all were the same.
All completely different. The French one completely sweet with no tartness.
86 and still full of zest for life.
Would a croissant end be a substitute ?
Hip ache forgotten !
How I laughed at, “ It is suffering from the first batch of tiredness “. I shall add this statement to my friend’s elderly mother’s, “ Darling, May I please have a fresh cup of coffee? I fear this one has a little too much experience! “.
... &*P ...
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