A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Intermittent internet.
Perfect PON weather. Bright but chill. Sophie demonstrates her inability to walk in a straight line. Why follow the shortest distance between two points when you can zig-zag ? At the crossroad she stops to glare at nothing in particular.
Yesterday, being the weekend, the internet didn't work at all. Today we get half an hours access. Figure that out. Time enough for a brief post. Tomorrow, France Telecom promise to have someone here.
We visit the stonemasons. 'The Font' thinks we should pave the area in front of the house.
The stonemasons yard is a place stacked with large pallets of cut stone ( it all comes from Turkey a man driving a forklift truck tells me ) and strange garden obelisks.
We look at a stone fountain .... and a collection of modern pots. The pots look as though they would be more at home in Malibu than the depths of France profonde. The pots have Malibu prices.
Back at home Sophie gets her third walk of the morning. The weather is bringing all sorts of things out into bloom early.
All you ever wanted to know about hair styles : https://pudding.cool/2019/11/big-hair/
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Having lived through the 'beehive' of teased hair (with the little velvet bow) and the long tresses, it was a walk down memory lane. However, seems like strange research. Now shaved heads in vibrant colours seem to be in vogue--not my style.
Welcome back!
Missed y’all on Saturday! Coffee was just not the same without you.
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