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The end of the week brought different challenges all round. We had terrible gale force winds all night, preceded by heavy rain, which turned to snow in the early hours and it snowed for 36 hours without stopping. The wind lifted the tiles once again, only this time it was in our dressing room and water has poured through the ceiling onto a dining chair and curtains having soaked several bags of packed up summer clothes. Stefan had to ...
... Dodge steps in to rescue her, which usually results him getting a scratched nose from Clyde. I bought two furry hammocks which hang off the radiators – room for both the cats – but they insist on sharing just one, even though it is a tight squeeze. Dodge likes to play with her, but hasn’t quite grasped the fact that she is quite fragile. Imagine my embarrassment when the deputy mayor turned up to bring our newly serviced skis round and stop for a ...
... water that many believe has miraculous qualities. This was one of Bernadette’s visions: the image told her to dig in the grotto where water had never before been found, and while at first it was muddy soon it began to gush clear. The water they use now comes from a spring in the vicinity of the grotto. I can vouch for the fact that it is cold.
It’s not a mikva, and it’s not baptism. Some of the accounts of the water in these pools in the ...
... income and these are paid to 3 different institutions. Although in the past I have been scathing of HMRC for their errors and inefficiencies, the system is much simpler. So one has to be determined to live the 'charmed’ life here! The only two sure things in life are death and taxes.
I feel a bit like Noah and the Ark at the moment. We have gained a little kitten, found trapped in a French neighbour’s pigeon loft by ...
... the water must be freezing.
The clouds had started to gather and it started to rain. I spent five minutes putting on my waterproof jacket and trousers and covering my rucksack with its waterproof cover, convinced we were in for a deluge. John just carried on regardless. Two minutes later the rain stopped and I spent another five minutes divesting myself of my waterproofs. John looked smug!
Once back in the car park, we visited the information centre to ...