Saturday

I never relish climbing hills when out cycling but this morning it felt like I was towing a cartload of bricks, I just felt so tired. No particular reason to be that weary, I suppose it was just one of those days.  It was a good excuse to stop for a longer than usual break in town and we had some fun just sitting and people watching. (The cycling helmet and dark glasses provide a good disguise.)  A few late season tourists, Dutch by the look of them. Some young teenagers aimlessly wandering around, eyes fixed on their smart phones.  Ah, playing Pokemon I am told. Not aimless at all then. The scruffy, long haired dachshund taking himself for his daily walk, stopping traffic and demanding right of way.  The housewives scurrying off to the market tightly clutching their shopping baskets.  A gentleman on his racing cycle with a baguette bought from the boulangerie neatly tucked into his drop handle bars.  So much to see.

Always the efficient housewife I put a load of washing on after we got home.  It’s a shame I didn’t remember to put any detergent in.

Paul decided to dismantle and pack away the solar lights we bought for the terrace earlier in the year. They have worked admirably well. He had a bit of a surprise when he discovered an active wasp nest in the base of one of the lights.  The nest is now no more.

Well, I might have been slow cycling this morning and a bit forgetful about the laundry but I had a resounding victory at ping pong this afternoon – I won 2 games to 3.