a square of green and not mud.

7^th July

The blogs will come thick and fast now as there is so much to catch up with but the biggest, best and most fun news is that Chris and Sam came to see us.  

 As always I insist on the photograph in front of the door,  if I were to go through my files I could make a printed tea towel with all the different people posing in front of our home.

We rushed back to join Chris and Sam on the last Saturday of our holiday and persuaded them that taking the camper for a trip into Brittany would be no worry for us, so we unloaded all our toosh, and by golly there was a lot to unload and they loaded up theirs and set off west on Sunday afternoon. Mike and I faced the garden and contemplated the ability of weeds to grow in strong and abundant crops all over the allotment just because we turned your heads away for two week. I spent the best part of Monday pulling and panting to clear the way. The Onions are close to harvest and the beans, spinach and sweet corn saw the drought off, just.  We left for our adventure to Spain on the 13^th June and just before, I performed the tried and trusted rain dance and willed the heavens to open during our absence and I am glad to say that it rained every day in the first week and then back to drought

 conditions until today and after three weeks it is raining cats and dogs and my dog and cat are glad of the distraction, all that thunder and lightening  is very exciting, not to mention frightening.

Last Wednesday the Consuel (the French institution for electrical excellence) came over to do an electrical test on the Mobile home installation and to our utter dismay and disappointment they failed. Reasons are written in Latin and with lemon ink so nobody will ever understand the important points so I pressed the  young and I think, slap dash inspector for a verbal explanation with pictures. Basically the regs for Mobile homes are truly  written in Latin on pig’s skin and not even the electricians know where to turn and the inspector’s best solution was to take out all the hard wiring, professional stuff,  and install an outside pug and socket and literally plug them in. Mike’s face was a picture to behold as he laughed saying that was putting this installation twenty years behind the regs, and the inspector agreed. How can we win, I have no idea. Eight days later we are still waiting for the report so today I put that call in to complain and the young and pleasant lady did agree it was odd that the report was not in yet in and was going to call our inspector’s boss to investigate…..ohhh how many times have we been at this abyss of promise and resolution. Happily Mike is on crutches and in no position to get into a fight so I will deal with this best way, grovel and complain , complain and grovel oh,  and did I mention wait…

Now just take a look where the patch of mud was ..it is all green and looking somewhat OK we are a little troubled that it is so much greener than the rest of the lawn, time will tell but we are delighted  to look on a square of green and not mud.