My management of my wood-burner wood, which is what the title of this post is about, hasn’t been as good as it should be lately. When I cut and split my last batch of wood, I knew that it would only last for a couple of weeks and now that time has come. And inevitably, after quite a long period of dry weather, rain is now forecast going into next week.
I was going to go outdoors today, cut and split all of the remaining wood that’s still dry under covers outdoors and stack it all in my wood store. However, I got a phone call from Victor before I’d even started suggesting that as he had to visit the Bio Co-Op store in Plazac, we might meet up for ‘coffee’ in La Marjolaine. I have to say that the offer was far too good to turn down, especially as today was my birthday, and so fate found us sitting at the bar later on with two small coffees and two large cognacs in front of us, a very pleasant way to pass an hour or so.
So let this be a warning to anyone contemplating retirement in rural France. Unless you take heed, time passes far more quickly than you would ever anticipate and there are also far too many things to attract you away from the straight and narrow path and distract you from doing the things that you know you ought to do. It was therefore my own fault that I was out in my garden late this afternoon just as the first showers were sweeping in, stacking the last of my uncut new wood in my wood store to keep it dry. Hopefully, as I’ve only got enough ready-to-burn wood to last for another couple of days, there will be sufficient breaks between the showers over the week-end to get enough of it cut and split to last me until the cold days draw to a close, but I’ll just have to wait and see.
But I’m not too worried – it’s my birthday after all. And while Madeleine is still away, Victor has found a double boeuf bourgignon in the freezer, so we’re going to tuck into that this evening. I’ll try to hold back on the red wine that will inevitably accompany it, but I’m not making any promises 😉
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Haha Roger, sounds like you had a damn good holiday though 😀
Thanks a lot Russ. While my mate Victor and I were reminiscing over old times earlier this evening I told him about an experience I had when I was single and on holiday in my mid-twenties. I met up with a gorgeous married lady who was away with her sister. She was quite a bit older than me and we ended up having the most fantastic no-strings two weeks that any young bloke might dream about. It came home to me while I was telling Victor about it that that beautiful lady would now be 84 years old. And that’s if she’s still alive! Bloody hell!!!!
Happy Birthday Roger!