Where Was I?

It’s been a while, people, though I have the partial excuse that I’ve been in Wales for a bit: more on that story later. What have I been up to? Well, decorating mostly. Mould features heavily in this scenario as do saucepans, peeling wallpaper and over-enthusiastic masking tape. But you don’t need all the gory details. I’m basically decorating this house an inch at a time as and when I have the time and energy. There ought to be some way of expressing this in an equation, something like e+t=d, possibly. Anyway, in the midst of all this I went off to Wales for a much-needed recharging of batteries. It was great, if cold: I’d only taken one warm jumper and in Hay I was so cold I had to buy a fleece from a charity shop. But Hay is a delight, loads of excellent bookshops (I bought a biography of Proust) cafés (a delicious pot of tea and some butternut squash soup) and market stalls (a bottle of wild blackberry stout.)

On other days I went for a walk, had lunch with a friend and visited Jeeves and Bertie, the alpacas.

On the down side the car started misbehaving. First the speedo would drop to zero and then occasionally the engine would cut out. I drove back very gingerly avoiding motorways and the car is now in the garage.

On the up side again, my rash has almost cleared up and I have a lot more energy. So that’s all good.

Kirk out

6 thoughts on “Where Was I?

  1. Welcome back. Bookshops, charity shops, cafés and alpacas… sounds like heaven!

    I won’t try and diagnose your car’s issue, mine has a somewhat similar fault whereby every now and then I catch a glimpse of the rev counter losing power and coming back on… but alas the car itself doesn’t cut out when it does this, so I’m able to ignore it. It also forgets its trip distance at random.

  2. Good to have you back, Sarada. I think my car [ageing Fiat Punto] has an intermittent glitch in its electrical neurons, as the electronic control for the power steering occasionally switches off for no good reason; also, the electronic ignition sensor packed up a while back and, although it was easily [and not too expensively, thank goodness] replaced, the engine does give a little cough occasionally: empathy with my asthma, perhaps? 😉 Cheers, Jon.

  3. Hay is indeed a lovely place to visit, though the last time I was there must have been around 1992.
    I also have an old car (2007) and find myself listening to it as I drive along, fearful of hearing any unusual sounds coming from any part of it.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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