Really. I just don’t know how I cope …
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Bonfire night in Harrogate. Apparently one of the remaining free firework displays in England. Helen and Chloe join us, as do some neighbours.
After the display it’s back to ours. Therese has made the main course (vegetable pasty, mushy peas). I did a home made gravy (twice).
Our neighbour, Janet deals with dessert : toffee apples, cinder toffee and flapjacks.
I’m not convinced by the mushy peas. Clearly a matter of personal preference. However, everything else is delicious.
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There’s definitely some smiting going on here. I suspect a deity has rumbled my atheism. After being charged by a bull, we’re now subject to flood. Thanks God!
Rain like we’ve not seen since Gandia. The rear gutters, only seen by a roofer on Friday, can’t take the volume. The water breaks through the cavities and exits – finally – through the kitchen ceiling.
Not good. At least the roofer is lined up to replace the guttering in the rear of the house.
Most Saturday’s Therese and I pop over to a farm nearby and collect some eggs (and leave some money).
Change of plan this Saturday.
Walking along the path to the smallholding, we come across something like this:
A young bull has escaped and is running down the lane.
My life repeats itself in slow motion. Well, certainly, a vague semblance of a near death experience. Honestly.
We run back to the car. The bull runs past and just avoids a man walking his dog.
Back on track we collect our hour old eggs. The owner laughs : she saw us walk up the lane then run away. The “responsible adult” for the bull appears latterly in his 4×4. No lasso though.
Following some time in Southampton and a workshop in London, I can look forward to one of the “new” direct trains from the City to my provincial town (second from bottom) … direct.
If I take a walk 300 metres over to St Pancras … I could probably still be in Paris faster ![]()
Bit of a torrential storm just before I leave.
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Mark Thomas at Harrogate Theatre. Great show, where he discusses his experiences walking the Palestine/Israel border.
Note to self : DO NOT BUY THE RED WINE FROM THE THEATRE EVER AGAIN. NOT FIT FOR COOKING.
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