Shirley Joy
Saturday, 19 January 2013
Provencal blissing
Minus 2 degrees outside and she's posting pictures of Provence in August... I'm getting quite into this season hopping business but, don't worry, I haven't got that much more sunshine up my sleeve!
Labels:
from plane windows,
Provence,
Travels
Monday, 7 January 2013
Season hopping
Happy new year!
So, we bought the new house. We camped in it for 3 weeks and now we're about to move out again to make way for a team of builders. Scary times. Not times that produce very good looking photos.
So we're going to season hop back to a trip to Avignon after a lovely Provencal wedding in late Summer.
So, we bought the new house. We camped in it for 3 weeks and now we're about to move out again to make way for a team of builders. Scary times. Not times that produce very good looking photos.
So we're going to season hop back to a trip to Avignon after a lovely Provencal wedding in late Summer.
Labels:
Provence; Avignon; Travels
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Catsick (as in home sick - definitely not the other kind)
I miss my cat. She's in the country with Mum who nobly feeds, grooms and invents elaborate ball games for her. I miss her whiskers. And generally having a little shadow.
Would quite like to wake up in March 2013 and skip the exchange of contracts, the packing, the move, the building work, the builders, the decisions about grout colours and the dust.
Yep, we're still moving and I'm in a grump.
Labels:
cat,
Moving house
Monday, 12 November 2012
Displacement
Apologies for the flakey attendance. We're moving. Yes, that's right, staring down the barrel of the next stage of life. Contemplating the needs of phantom children (saying things like "there's a great school at the top of the road" as though it has something to do with us) and attempting to corral a chain of buyers and sellers towards a simultaneous completion (insert whatever cliche you like about herding unherdable animals). Wondering why property lawyers are the only people left on the planet who actually correspond by letter (even when it's very urgent) and convincing oneself that buying a vintage sink before you actually own the next place is a good idea. Missing our little cat (who is holed up with saintly Mum in the country) and becoming increasingly nostalgic about the not-very-nice-really-Uxbridge-Road.
So ... here are some pictures of another time. When I had a whole month off work and it was Spring and I was in Andalucia, wandering around the Albaicin where even the drain covers are beautiful:
So ... here are some pictures of another time. When I had a whole month off work and it was Spring and I was in Andalucia, wandering around the Albaicin where even the drain covers are beautiful:
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