Saturday, July 27, 2013

Feeling at home

Although we have the internet, the signal is too weak for my studio. I have to come into the living room to get online.  As you can see, we are settling in. We have furniture, a good French book, a fire that we don't use at the moment, and a small vegetable garden. We are current'y working on the bread oven which was completely overgrown and dangerous.

Bev is proud of her courgettes.

The Bread Oven...slightly over-grown.

And looking dangerous.

 The back with the stack dismantled and back of the fire exposed. It took days to get rid of the bramble and ivy and just a few hours to dismantle the stack and stone at the back of the fire...thanks to the help from David and Robin.


Thursday, July 18, 2013

About Time...

In France it's all about time. On their part the more time the better. I guess it's a pace I should get used to.  All these weeks just for full blown internet and phone to arrive.

We did have an Orange Domino which will never receive any awards from me. It was completely oversold and was a little better than useless.  As a grumpy old man I could say they even lied about it's capabilities, but the exceptionally good weather has rendered me mute and devoid of intolerance. Resignation and an understanding smile see the days conclude with contentment and total peace.

We are having the time of our lives.  Looking forward to touching base with everyone.


Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Settling in nicely...

Well, here we are in France. The weather has just turned cruel but we still managed to get quite a lot done. We are online at last thanks to an Orange Domino belonging to Martin. He loaned it to us to see if we can get a signal and we can. Pity Skype is poor, but at least we can do everything else. We'll give it a few weeks to see how it performs before buying one.

We were surprised to find out that we needed to open a bank account here before being allowed to buy a Domino or subscribe to internet and phone, so that's what we did.

We've been out buying wood in Ploermel as well as looking at settees. I also had a very interesting chat with man in a gallery in Josselin after I'd just bought new rope for the doors on our wood burner.

Studio not quite up and running, but it won't be long now.

Can't wait to get painting again.

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Rest?

The house sale in Newark went ahead while I was in France. When I got back we drove to Sunderland to complete on the house we are buying there...didn't complete until Wednesday, leaving us just a few days to clean all the carpets, fix everything that needed fixing, prepare the landlords paperwork (thanks Juli), and thoroughly clean and decorate throughout. Our tenants are now in.

It was good to meet up with David and Eileen at the PrestonTemple on Tuesday and loved the drive back through the Lake District to the North-East.

I enjoyed meeting up with my sister Susan to visit family before going to Ikea last night with Bev...did you know it's cheaper to buy wardrobes in France and the interior bits in England?

Today it's all hands on deck to help Chris and Juli as they start moving house...she's remarkably excited about the prospect and is full of energy. We, on the other hand, are numb and past it!

When we are done in Sunderland, it's back to Newark before flying off for a mystery holiday break. Then it's France at last...to more work (at least Bev can rest up).

Time to get these old bones moving again on a day that I would prefer watching Sunderland and Everton doing all the running about just down the road at the Stadium of Light.

Thanks for the use of your computer, Juli.



Tuesday, April 02, 2013

Paolo Di Canio

Dan Hodges of the Telegraph has infuriated me today. He tears a man down and attempts to incite the great British public to boycott Sunderland because they dare hire a man qualified to do a job in football management. The man was an exemplary footballer...voted worldwide as the fairest man on a football pitch, and a man who has already successfully managed a football team... a man of passion and honesty, and yes, integrity and one who is a proven motivator on the field of play.

I'm a Mormon and have a dislike of many things that people stand for in modern society, but recognise we should be allowed to coexist peacefully and agree to disagree. Surely we should show respect for any differences we might have? It sickens me to the core that this man is being hounded the way he is. He's stated in the past that he is a Fascist, not a racist. Where is the crime?

There is such hypocrisy in parts of the British press, and it's shameful. This man is entitled to earn a living for his family and is qualified to do the job he's been employed to do. By all accounts he is a good husband, father and family man. He's law abiding and contributes to society. He may have strong political views, but who hasn't? Even if he does - and there is little evidence to suggest they are manifest in his day-to-day life, is that a crime in our democratic environment? I'm certain he isn't plotting to blow up or lynch anyone opposed to his way of life, as some are.

I see no evidence of Swindon Town being hung up to dry in the national press when he was appointed manager there, so why is it suddenly okay to vilify the entire North-East of England and intimate they are Fascist racists and should be boycotted?

I see a man who's words and actions are cherry-picked and taken out of context. I see a man who has been accused of many things of which nothing is proven. I see a family man being hunted. I see a specific region of England being targeted. I see a journalist casting the first stone in the glass house he occupies, because he appears hell-bent with inciting riot at every stadium Paolo Di Canio visits with his team.

That's what I call dangerously extreme, Mr Hodges and you should be ashamed of yourself.

ps, the fact that I'm a Sunderland fan has nothing to do with this. I think Di Canio is ill equipped in terms of experience to manage a club playing at the highest level of football and I was sad to hear O'Neill had been sacked. I do feel, however, that his passion for the game and his motivational skills will soon win us all over. He is a breath of fresh air to fans who seek passion and commitment from players on the field of play and I wish him well.

Any man who says he has fire in his belly and would have swam to Sunderland to take the job strikes a light in me. I like what I've seen of him and feel he deserves a chance.

I will judge you by what you say you are and do, rather than what others say you are and do...in a non-judgemental way.

Welcome to Sunderland, Paolo and don't be put off by all the flack. I don't expect anything against Chelsea or Everton, but look forward to the rest...especially Newcastle!

pps, I was glad to see Miliband resign...politics isn't the issue, here.

Just realised that I'm back from France to exchange contracts on a house we are buying in the North-East the day before Sunderland play Newcastle away...I'll be there to see them win...and if they don't, I know they will have given everything and will proudly sing. The manager will ensure they give 110%...it's all we ever ask.


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Why am I not surprised?

Endless days of sorting and packing and dealing with solicitors. The clock is ticking and there is still seemingly too much to do.

Yesterday I tried to arrange our settee and easy chair to be cleaned under the agreement we had when we bought it. The sofa has a minor stain and we thought it best to have it cleaned professionally before selling it.They apparently don't clean the whole sofa and you have to identify any stain or mark along with who had the accident and when. According to paperwork, we had until 2014 to take advantage of our right to have the work done. In short, there are so many restrictions and questions which are virtually impossible to answer that any possibility I might have satisfaction is nothing short of a pipe dream. It was truly laughable and I finished up giving them a piece of my mind and a clean set of heels.

I managed to clean the area myself without it affecting the surrounding material, but the stain of this company's deceit has left an indelible mark on me. Be warned anyone who has seemingly bought protection and peace of mind.

They have joined my ever growing list of morally bankrupt organisations and individuals who are doing their best to sway me from my opinion that people are basically good.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

A Sure Bet

People bet with money they can ill afford in the vain hope of beating the odds that are so obviously stacked against them.

A great deal of insurance  is something you pay but can ill afford, knowing (and hoping) that the odds are sufficiently stacked against you for any sort of return.

You can bet on me having unkind feelings about both professions.

Here's a few more...

B - - - - - s
B - - - - - - s
S - - - - - - - - s
A - - - - - - - - - s
T - - - - - - - s

I reckon to be an angry old codger, because I have a long, long list of things that irritate me. Thankfully, it isn't as long as the list that pleases me.

I'm currently deciding on whether I should get involved with paying for searches on a property that have previously been carried out...several times.

Someone in authority decided to give such searches a shelf life, thus forcing all but cash buyers to pay for new ones. As a Cash buyer, they are strongly encouraging me to pay again, even though an insurance policy at a fraction of the price would cover all eventualities.

I do get tired of people who continually say 'What if...?"

Whatever!