Another long day

We had yet another marvellous early summer day today. It now seems extraordinary that up to just a week or so ago we were in a cold, wet cycle that seemed as though it would never end. The weather down here has a habit of playing tricks and just as soon as you’ve given up on it it goes and turns up trumps.

It was similar yesterday, maybe a little bit cooler than today, and I’d had ideas to cut my lawn. However, I left it too late because it became far too hot to work in the open sun in the afternoon, so I knew that I’d have to make an early start this morning.

I got it done and then popped over to my French neighbour, Chantal’s, place and did hers as well. It came as a surprise to her but she’d worked tirelessly yesterday emptying all my plant pots so they are ready to go into storage. The last thing that I could do was then leave her to cut her own grass , which was even longer than mine in places.

But in any case this was intended to be the last time that I’ll cut either my or her grass as I now need to start moving stuff into storage, starting with my garden equipment and tools, and the nice reward (for me) was a relaxing lunch together out of the sun.

This afternoon I moved the caravan from its spot over in the far corner of my front garden to a position closer to the house on the other side. I did this because I wanted to connect up the water system because while I’m still waiting for the water heater that I ordered some time ago to arrive, I needed to know if it worked and whether or not there were any leaks.

There were, of course, wouldn’t you just know it. With every passing day I realise more and more that buying this caravan was a disaster. Both taps were leaking, the smaller one in the handbasin in the toilet and also the one in the sink. I’ll just have to bite the bullet and buy two more – the cost keeps mounting up – as I’ll waste too much time trying to repair them and then I probably won’t be lucky.

Here are some shots taken this evening of the caravan in its new position. I’d taken a shower after my grass cutting exploits but it was still so hot that after I’d got the caravan set up and levelled, I had to take another and also put my teeshirt in the wash!

I’m now seriously thinking that once I’m established in the caravan on my land in Fleurac I’ll buy another, better, larger, more modern one and resell this one, even if I incur a bit of a loss. The trouble is, of course, that by then I’ll have rectified all the problems on this one and the buyer will get the benefit, but that’s just something I’ll have to accept as being water under the bridge and the price I’ll pay for learning a hard lesson 🙁