Jammed Door!

The hole in the wall has now been filled with cement and the door. At least the wind does not howl through with such a blast, which is a good thing because last night we were under orange alert for 100 km/h gusts of wind, which is not good and might have meant the wind whistling through with such force that we became all lifted up and taken away in the night time sky. Ok, Ok, I know that is an exaggeration but we have a fear of the wind after being stuck in the eye of a hurricane the first winter we were here. Being buffeted about in the caravan by fearsomely strong winds has left us rather fragile when it comes to wind. ( the eating of our harvest of artichokes a couple of years ago also left us fragile in the wind department, but that's another story.)

Not to worry. All was well. Our builder did the work, and got the hole in the wall shuttered for cement, the rest of the space being filled in with the door. My oh my but that door looks huge......

.......but Lester said it was an external door so would be bigger than the size of the indoor doors, but that it was a good job that it was on the wide side because then we can get big things in and out of the house. Presumably he does not mean the mini tractor which is parked just outside this door.......

I have been dawdling with doing things in the house. I always feel unsettled when we are having work done on the house. But I did go shopping, which is quite something for me to do nowadays because Lester is the one who is out and about and so picks up things from the supermarket as needed. It felt quite strange to be travelling faster than my normal walking pace, and it felt quite weird seeing the world go by so fast, and even faster when I got to third gear. Just kidding. But I need to get out and about a little bit more. I don't want to go doddery with my driving skills until I am heading up to the 100 year old mark. 

Lester and our builder are off to Tarbes today to get the pipe work for the Rayburn. Looks like they will be starting plumbing it in next week. Crikey, just 'crikey'. I shall try not to worry about them doing the work. I shall engage my head with doing other things. I shall ask the Universe to give me a project all of my own, hopefully something to do with writing. I have been waiting for inspiration for ages. It has not been forth coming. Perhaps today a spark will be ignited, and streaming out will come the words, but for the last nine months I have suffered writer's constipation.

Bonny is with calf. Six weeks since her last season, so it looks like all is go. Twin lambs born yesterday, that makes five in total so far. Shame that the lambs are starting to arrive just as the wet season arrives as well. But it is nice to see the youngsters arrive. We missed having them around last year due to the demise of our ram the year before. But this ram looks like he has done his job, and out the lambs are popping. 

Off to get some breakfast, so bye for now. 

Vx