All right - I know it has been over two months since my last blog and that by now even some of my more faithful readers will be on the verge of giving up waiting. There is no real excuse really except that at this time of year I seem to spend a lot of time curled up on a warm sofa so there is not a lot to report. That, coupled with a bit of writer's block, has meant that you have all been deprived of my journalistic ramblings for a while, and I can only say sorry. However, spring is in the air, Easter is about to descend upon us, and everything is bursting into bud (and in some cases blossom), so I now have no excuse for not communicating with you all once again.
So what have we all been up to since we last spoke? Well one thing that did not happen was the planned trip to the mountains as it was snowed off! A sudden burst of snow and ice just before we were due to depart closed the mountain roads, made life a bit unpleasant here, and meant that we could not go and join Auntie Jo, Uncle Roy, and my mate Boudie as planned. Still, at least it meant that I did not have to wear that damned coat.
It has been a time for jobs around the house so I have had to get into Quality Control mode and regularly inspect the work being done. Firstly, Uncle Stu came round to paint our lounge ceiling. Now you all know how much I adore Uncle Stu, but that did not stop me from casting a critical eye over his work. As usual, his work was beyond reproach.
Then mum and dad went into a mad frenzy of de-cluttering. The whole mezzanine floor in the garage was emptied out, three trailer loads of rubbish taken to the dump (I love going there), and masses of stuff put up for sale. Mum has booked a pitch at a forthcoming vide grenier (boot sale) to clear the rest of the stuff. There were also a lot of both mum and dad's "fat" clothes put on Ebay as they are now both much slimmer and have had to buy smaller clothes. I don't have that problem.
Mum went to the UK at the end of March to visit her dad so my dad and I had a great bachelor time together. We just chilled out together and I helped him out with a few jobs.
Last weekend it was the Toques et Clochers event which this year took part in the neighbouring village of Antugnac where my girlfriend Lilly lives. Now I did not go, but as far as I can make out, this is an excuse for some forty to fifty thousand people to gather together in a ridiculously small village, consume copious quantities of the bottle stuff, eat them selves silly, snog members of the band, and return home "over tired" and sunburnt. Not my cup of tea.
The latest project saw the return of Uncle Stu to help with the creation of a gravel pathway around the front garden - something which has been planned for a number of years. They have finally got stuck into it so once again I was in QC mode ensuring standards were maintained. Currently half completed, rain has stopped play for a few days.
So that's you all up to date again. I will try to post more regularly in future unless the hectic summer social life gets in the way. In the meantime I had better get some rest before the next burst of frantic activity.
