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| From the 'paysage du bocage' the water exits the prairir under the road to woodland. |
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| The stream emerges from the woodland at Les Combes |
Wednesday, 13 May 2020
Day 58/3: Déconfinement - La Malvoisine Post 2 of 4
La Malvoisine in photos from La Bocage to Les Combes.
Then La Malvoisine disappears underground, under the road of the Centre d'Interpretation de le Roc aux Sorciers, before re-appearing in a channel in the garden of a house, progressing on its descent to the River.
Tuesday, 12 May 2020
Day 56: Lockdown in France / Day 1 and 2 Déconfinement - La Malvoisine Post 1 of 4
Day 56: 11 May 2020
An end to Lockdown in France as we enter Day 1 Déconfinement and Partial Lockdown.
DAY 56: 11 May 2020: The Malvoisine decided to make comment. Satisfied, she returned to bubbling & babbling at her source on Day 2: Déconfinement - 12 May 2020.
Excitement was high yesterday, 11 May 2020, as I walked to the river late afternoon as the wind on the top road was too strong to walk against. BUT, if I'd walked to the river at 9h I would have seen a greater flood. It's such a rare sight. The last time was 1982.
An end to Lockdown in France as we enter Day 1 Déconfinement and Partial Lockdown.
DAY 56: 11 May 2020: The Malvoisine decided to make comment. Satisfied, she returned to bubbling & babbling at her source on Day 2: Déconfinement - 12 May 2020.
Excitement was high yesterday, 11 May 2020, as I walked to the river late afternoon as the wind on the top road was too strong to walk against. BUT, if I'd walked to the river at 9h I would have seen a greater flood. It's such a rare sight. The last time was 1982.
Yesterday I spoke to several French villagers who in 20 years had never seen it and second home owners arriving from the local region into the village yesterday, knew nothing about its existence.
Today, 12 May, I walked the course of La Malvoisine. I was interested and curious to discover its source the day after the waters diminished as fast as it had grown! I reasoned that today would be ideal to see if the bubbling from the ground could be found. I was as excited as a small child to show my friend yesterday's photos and show her the route and what happened. As teachers we had fun in our playtime of discovery learning. I was glad she was willing to participate in the mad idea of searching for its source. I needed courage.
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The Malvoisine
I think the flood stream must be a kind neighbour as it shows when limestone water capacity is full.
This video describes the last flood of 1982: https://anglessuranglin.com/la-malvoisine-en-1982/
Here is my translation with additions.
The route of the stream makes a pleasant dry walk through woodland at the base of a valley called 'Les Combes". I love to walk through here on summer days with sunlight blinking through the leaves or when snow lies on the undergrowth and branches of the trees.
However, the fickle malvoisine shows up on rare occasions with impetuous floods that alternate with dry periods, hence the flow rate is variable. Often, despite rainfall, the Malvoisine starts to recede, in that, it stays quietly in its bed and bocage before ever reaching Les Combes - the valley before the cliffs. It is a geographical phenomena.
It is an intermittent stream, which appears suddenly and severely without warning in a very small space of time, every 5 to 15 or so years. The appearance of groundwater in flood mode may appear a little later than the strong rainfall that feeds it.. i.e. a day or two later.
The course of the groundwater is tortuous. It twists and winds to follow the fracture of the limestone massif and the inclination of the strata.
Initially, there is a progressive saturation of the cracks in the rock: this is the phase of concentration.
In a second phase, water invades the ducts. This is the phase of climax that lasts until the rainfall feeding it ceases. Then comes a slow decline which corresponds to the emptying of the major ducts.
In heavy rain, often in spring, the water will rise from its source, marked by a stone wall in a bank against the wheat field within a natural copse. It fills its bed, 'le lit', and flows into a flat meadow, 'un prairie,' which left fallow acts as 'un bocage' as a mixture of wooded land and pasture. This smallish dry / wet field is contained at the side of the road, lower than the road, surrounded by hedgerows, trees and stone walls. When the flood water escapes into the woodland (bocage) on more lower ground on the opposite side of the narrow road, it has had to pass through arch culverts, deliberately constructed and kept free of natural growth for this purpose.
The water leaves the spread of wooded area. It is channelled on its descent along 'le chemin' which has one metre or more banks with dry stone walls. Clearly these were man made to contain the direction of the water. This chemin / footpath is known locally as 'La Malvoisine'. It flows along its course along the road adjacent to the chateau, which eventually descends to the River Anglin at the bridge.
Look closely. You can see the culvert, which carries the stream under the road from higher ground, ejecting into the river.
Part 1 - `A walk of discovery
3. Cross the road and look to the right
Tomorrow more photos of the Malvoisine from Le Bocage to Les Combes.
On Wednesday 13 May, late in the evening I received this VIDEO BONUS. I am grateful to my Tourist Office friend, the photographer and Le Mairie:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzqkT8XXO_A
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| To the left of the road passing the valley and La Malvoisine heading towards the chateau. |
The Malvoisine
I think the flood stream must be a kind neighbour as it shows when limestone water capacity is full.
This video describes the last flood of 1982: https://anglessuranglin.com/la-malvoisine-en-1982/
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Here is my translation with additions.
The route of the stream makes a pleasant dry walk through woodland at the base of a valley called 'Les Combes". I love to walk through here on summer days with sunlight blinking through the leaves or when snow lies on the undergrowth and branches of the trees.
However, the fickle malvoisine shows up on rare occasions with impetuous floods that alternate with dry periods, hence the flow rate is variable. Often, despite rainfall, the Malvoisine starts to recede, in that, it stays quietly in its bed and bocage before ever reaching Les Combes - the valley before the cliffs. It is a geographical phenomena.
It is an intermittent stream, which appears suddenly and severely without warning in a very small space of time, every 5 to 15 or so years. The appearance of groundwater in flood mode may appear a little later than the strong rainfall that feeds it.. i.e. a day or two later.
The course of the groundwater is tortuous. It twists and winds to follow the fracture of the limestone massif and the inclination of the strata.
Initially, there is a progressive saturation of the cracks in the rock: this is the phase of concentration.
In a second phase, water invades the ducts. This is the phase of climax that lasts until the rainfall feeding it ceases. Then comes a slow decline which corresponds to the emptying of the major ducts.
In heavy rain, often in spring, the water will rise from its source, marked by a stone wall in a bank against the wheat field within a natural copse. It fills its bed, 'le lit', and flows into a flat meadow, 'un prairie,' which left fallow acts as 'un bocage' as a mixture of wooded land and pasture. This smallish dry / wet field is contained at the side of the road, lower than the road, surrounded by hedgerows, trees and stone walls. When the flood water escapes into the woodland (bocage) on more lower ground on the opposite side of the narrow road, it has had to pass through arch culverts, deliberately constructed and kept free of natural growth for this purpose.
The water leaves the spread of wooded area. It is channelled on its descent along 'le chemin' which has one metre or more banks with dry stone walls. Clearly these were man made to contain the direction of the water. This chemin / footpath is known locally as 'La Malvoisine'. It flows along its course along the road adjacent to the chateau, which eventually descends to the River Anglin at the bridge.
Look closely. You can see the culvert, which carries the stream under the road from higher ground, ejecting into the river.
Part 1 - `A walk of discovery
Above is the first view... when as I walked the S curve of the road descending to the river, but before meeting the chateau on my left, I heard water and could not believe my eyes as I retraced my steps to see the empty channel which passes through a garden over full with La Malvoisine. I raced home for the camera.
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| 4. 5. Look back and the culvert beneath the bridge supporting the road is full. |
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| 6. The small picnic area is flooded inside and out. |
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| 7. 8. This is a reduced Malvoisine as it was at its height 6 or 7 hours earlier. |
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| Deflecting the water from entering the property |
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| 15. 16 On the bridge looking right and left |
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| 17. The Culvert discharging at force. |
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| La Malvoisine ends its journey on the towpath before entering L'Anglin |
Tomorrow more photos of the Malvoisine from Le Bocage to Les Combes.
On Wednesday 13 May, late in the evening I received this VIDEO BONUS. I am grateful to my Tourist Office friend, the photographer and Le Mairie:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzqkT8XXO_A
Monday, 11 May 2020
Day 56: Lockdown Release in France - A Rainbow of HOPE
On 10 December 2019, at about 16h30 French time, driving back from the garage where I was trying to transfer registration number of my newly purchased Kangoo into my name, I entered Angles, stunned to see a double rainbow photo shoot.
Quick, before the storm arrived, before light refraction ended. Light was poor, but magic strong. As I parked on the dangerous bend and walked towards the village I realised that with the law of light, the position of the rainbow could be made to visually reach the church.
Here is HOPE for myVILLAGE and all PLACES and PEOPLE for the GIFT of LIFE and FREEDOM FROM DIS-EASE and all CORONAVIRUS.
Quick, before the storm arrived, before light refraction ended. Light was poor, but magic strong. As I parked on the dangerous bend and walked towards the village I realised that with the law of light, the position of the rainbow could be made to visually reach the church.
Here is HOPE for myVILLAGE and all PLACES and PEOPLE for the GIFT of LIFE and FREEDOM FROM DIS-EASE and all CORONAVIRUS.
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| MY FAVOURITE |
Sunday, 10 May 2020
Day 55: Lockdown in France - Pain but I don't mean Bread
The left wrist has decided in the last few days to be sprained again with much pain ... so restrictions abound as the thing that happens inside my wrist feels like muscles, ligaments, nerves or something are knotted and crossed over each other. Upper arms and shoulders keep being jangly then being ok.
Good news is that the osteopath recommences with strict sanitary conditions so there is an appointment before the end of May. I need it!
Bad news is that a close family member has been diagnosed with Poly Myalgia Rheumatica.
The symptoms and pain of which sound like that which beset me.
She too had M.E. many years ago. I suspect this is all part of the Fibro Mylagia / Myalgic Encephamolitis umbrella, but take not my word, for I am not a medic|!
Good news is that in UK she was seen straight away, once she called the surgery after suffering for a while unable to stand from sitting...
Good news that once steroid medication started she is feeling better as the GP said it would be so.
Me thinks that part is not such good news.
All will be well.... it has to be!!!!!
Better news is, I was invited to informal midday Sunday aperos. like we did on Easter Sunday...bring glass, wear mask, carry attestation. I understood some conversational subjects but not the detail. It was nice to wear a summer dress, autumn jacket, scarf worn in addition to the mask. The storm has not yet arrived nor much rain but wind there is none!
My intention was and is to provide some pics of garden, courtyard or Village.
Here is one peony plant - this year with the best blooms ever in the ten years I have lived here. I might just pick one now for the house as I wish to gain their pleasure..
Good news is that the osteopath recommences with strict sanitary conditions so there is an appointment before the end of May. I need it!
The symptoms and pain of which sound like that which beset me.
She too had M.E. many years ago. I suspect this is all part of the Fibro Mylagia / Myalgic Encephamolitis umbrella, but take not my word, for I am not a medic|!
Good news is that in UK she was seen straight away, once she called the surgery after suffering for a while unable to stand from sitting...
Good news that once steroid medication started she is feeling better as the GP said it would be so.
Me thinks that part is not such good news.
All will be well.... it has to be!!!!!
Better news is, I was invited to informal midday Sunday aperos. like we did on Easter Sunday...bring glass, wear mask, carry attestation. I understood some conversational subjects but not the detail. It was nice to wear a summer dress, autumn jacket, scarf worn in addition to the mask. The storm has not yet arrived nor much rain but wind there is none!
My intention was and is to provide some pics of garden, courtyard or Village.
Here is one peony plant - this year with the best blooms ever in the ten years I have lived here. I might just pick one now for the house as I wish to gain their pleasure..
Saturday, 9 May 2020
Day 54: Lockdown in France - Remembrance
Lest we Forget Horrors of War
Remember the Cycle of Seasons Four
Birth will push forth to renew Life
Memories fall away from Struggle and Strife
Poppies in a Time and Place
will nod with their bright red heads
to Beauty and Grace
Friday, 8 May 2020
Day 53: Lockdown in France - Peace
VICTORY IN EUROPE DAY
A personal tribute:
How fortunate we all have been until this date. Let us live with hope for continuing motivation and treatment iof others to maintain PEACE between NATIONS and for the future.
Yes there have been wars and fighting since 1945.
Let us all show loving kindness.
No one has the right to abuse others.
https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-52577473
The video of the signing of the Victory in Europe Treaty in this article feels poignant.
I've never before seen any of this footage.
I feel quite touched, with sadness at times like these, when I am not in UK to witness my country and its ancestors remember those who gave so much sacrifice.
In less than an hour as I type this, in UK there will be a 2 minute silence. I shall join that silence in gratitude.
Thank you to all those who eventually prevented and ended certain horrors of civilisation.
Lives were lost.
Peace be with us all as the world fights disease and dis-ease.
We must be vigilant in our conduct... not something i have always been aware of, brought up in a family, like many, where there were fractions after the Treaty was signed.
We must be vigilant in our conduct... not something i have always been aware of, brought up in a family, like many, where there were fractions after the Treaty was signed.
WITH THANKS TO WIKIPEDIA:
United Kingdom: VE Day is not an annual public holiday because of the proximity of the May Day bank holiday on the first Monday in May. In 1995 and 2020 the bank holiday was moved from the preceding Monday to the 8 May to commemorate the 50th and 75th anniversaries of VE Day, respectively.
FranceVE Day 8 May National public Orléans simultaneously celebrates both VE Day and the anniversary of the Siege of Orléans being lifted by French forces led by Joan of Arc during the Hundred Years War on this date.
Let us Go in Peace to love and serve the World with its glorious Beauty.
Thursday, 7 May 2020
Day 50 51 52: Lockdown in France - Faulty Fridge Freezer
On Day 49, I gained the courage to call DARTY as the SAMSUNG freezer of the fridge / freezer combi was definitely not working as it should and after several days my BRAIN remembered with the noise from it that possibly there was a gas leak. Fortunately, I had kept the 14 year BRANDT freezer for summer months so had moved food which was just not frozen sufficiently. It was the newly purchased ice cream that told me!!!!
The masked and gloved technician came on Day 52. Even so, I wished him to wash his hands as gloves can I THINK hold the virus on them if it is there. He was reluctant but poured liquid soap onto his surgical / diy cream coloured gloves! He was very efficient in his work.
After his afternoon visit when he explained what would happen, DARTY called to say the fridge / freezer will be collected DAY 58, with a delivery of one to borrow for two weeks whilst they repair and test 'l'appareil'. I will be given an extra two weeks + 6 months on the guarantee.
I am so far impressed by their Service.
The SAMSUNG was bought late December 2018. It was delivered and they took the DEAD BOSCH larder fridge which was 14 years old. It had also had a gas leak. I didn't use the freezer although it worked as I continued to use the BRANDT which is quite noisy from time to time.
I emptied both by eating as much as I could , as well as had to take some with me to England on January 3rd 2019. I went to a 21 day house and cat sit. Then I stayed to help a member of my family but that all went wonky. So... I started to use the electrical apparel in March 2019, which means it has only worked for less than 13 full months. The guarantee is two years.
During these days I have been very drifty... doing things but without sufficient urgency, speed, effort, motivation and not really getting the IMPORTANT TASKS DONE despite lecturing myself.
"MUST DO BETTER". says the retired teacher!
The masked and gloved technician came on Day 52. Even so, I wished him to wash his hands as gloves can I THINK hold the virus on them if it is there. He was reluctant but poured liquid soap onto his surgical / diy cream coloured gloves! He was very efficient in his work.
After his afternoon visit when he explained what would happen, DARTY called to say the fridge / freezer will be collected DAY 58, with a delivery of one to borrow for two weeks whilst they repair and test 'l'appareil'. I will be given an extra two weeks + 6 months on the guarantee.
I am so far impressed by their Service.
The SAMSUNG was bought late December 2018. It was delivered and they took the DEAD BOSCH larder fridge which was 14 years old. It had also had a gas leak. I didn't use the freezer although it worked as I continued to use the BRANDT which is quite noisy from time to time.
I emptied both by eating as much as I could , as well as had to take some with me to England on January 3rd 2019. I went to a 21 day house and cat sit. Then I stayed to help a member of my family but that all went wonky. So... I started to use the electrical apparel in March 2019, which means it has only worked for less than 13 full months. The guarantee is two years.
During these days I have been very drifty... doing things but without sufficient urgency, speed, effort, motivation and not really getting the IMPORTANT TASKS DONE despite lecturing myself.
"MUST DO BETTER". says the retired teacher!
Tuesday, 5 May 2020
Day 44 to 49: Lockdown in France - Lows and Highs
In Retrospect, on account of my brain not wishing to type or edit what had been typed.
These posts are a DIARY JOURNAL so forgive me if you think it is all rather trivial.
For me, it has helped me mark the days, remember which day it is, appreciate the joys as well as the isolation, which here is not much diffrerent than it has been for me in this village, living alone, in the last ten years.
Day 44 Wednesday 29 April: Sunshine in life started to turn dismal grey with a low point and not only because of log splitting. I haven't yet recorded the small accident that happened then, which prevented me from presenting a ZOOM accordion recital to my dear cousins on 2nd May as planned. A week later, accordion wrist and arm technique is hard work and painful after muscles have been used. As a result of the accident shoulder, elbow and wrist joints all became winky wonky with multi laxity. I know all is well because the pain the next day after playing disappears once the day goes on! Just need to play more!!!!
The week passed me in some daytime sleep, which I try not to do as a norm. BUT, I suppose the body and mind had to make up for night time sleep disturbance and anxiety that happens in those early hours.
PHYSICAL STUFF
There was quite a lot of work done in the garden on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
Monday, the gardener stabilised the larch panelled fencing where two panels were attached to a loose post. Last week, we cleared the ivy in the small gap between the falling apart larch fence, the wire fence and the dwarf stone wall that the NOTAIRE does not know whose responsibility it is. A wire fence was perhaps placed to keep chickens and dogs in by my previous proprietors in about 1982. There was a lot of ivy to tear off the fence and wall in a confined space so my right hand became rather sore and bruised.
MENTAL STUFF
Confusing information about coronavirus with different approaches being adopted by different countries across the globe, as well as in Europe, in particular, Spain Italy, Germany, France and UK, the handling of the situation has left me, and others I am certain, in a whirl of disinformation.
It feels that countries are not working together despite probably their best efforts. Promises, lies, false hopes seem apparent. I think that the virus needs further strict control for Lockdown in countries where the number of cases and deaths are high as in UK. Scientists and politicians don't appear to be working together and I would say it is not the fault of the former. UK seems to think that data and statistic charts, which I can't see, but can access later, are not, I AM CERTAIN, telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I believe these are manipulated figures to make the Government look good. IN MY OPINION, it's all a smokescreen.
I've become tired of my only source and access to media, when one cannot discern if this is new news or old news or a different version of the same news.
It's like an addiction to know the news and I am beginning to think I would like to know NO news!
It's difficult when I don't really anyone to discuss with. The one who I have been able to speak to from time to time just seems to vent anger and venom at the Government. Whether or not we like the Political Situation as it is I don't see how Anger serves us. I wish to discuss not VENT! I also dont like to get wound up by people who are.
WEATHER
The rain was welcome but oh my.... I often have to do this deed about two or three times a year!
It was warm rain so I didn't mind getting wet, then having an evening bath ...... but I was dismal!
On Saturday DAY 47, I had to sweep it along the French gutter. Weedkillers aren't allowed. Some residents haven't weeded the road at the front of the house. I do. The council haven't come to dig the weeds out with shovels. Soil being washed from higher streets, becomes mud so that water could not flow quickly enough. Rainwater from my courtyard had to battle to join the current. I noticed that further towards the village, down the incline, along the road, the French gutter meets a brick wall of the ancient former Charcuterie. Gushing rainwater has to bear right to find a new channel to the storm drain that is just after this property. It was like a harass of horses as they fall at the fences!
SOCIAL
I managed to speak on the phone to friends. This is such a comfort to hear new voices, new opinions and be updated on their family's lives. It helps to have a feel of normalcy as I increasingly become unaware of the REALITY in UK and elsehere.
I managed to meet a friend several days after we planned to have met at a supermarket but I didnt go as I felt my wrists were too insecure to drive. So, a few days later, on a very very wet day we did. She was anxious I should receive superfluous tomato plants to get them into the ground. The last was welcome as we sat more than two metres apart for two hours, having done a walk around a gardened area of a public health spa, where the grounds were becoming wild.
The fact that gardeners have not controlled Nature has been a very good thing for all birds, bees, butterflies, insects, small mammals and humans. I have learned to really love the wild woods and empty streets. I've loved my short and one hour walks without usually seeing a soul.
These posts are a DIARY JOURNAL so forgive me if you think it is all rather trivial.
For me, it has helped me mark the days, remember which day it is, appreciate the joys as well as the isolation, which here is not much diffrerent than it has been for me in this village, living alone, in the last ten years.
Day 44 Wednesday 29 April: Sunshine in life started to turn dismal grey with a low point and not only because of log splitting. I haven't yet recorded the small accident that happened then, which prevented me from presenting a ZOOM accordion recital to my dear cousins on 2nd May as planned. A week later, accordion wrist and arm technique is hard work and painful after muscles have been used. As a result of the accident shoulder, elbow and wrist joints all became winky wonky with multi laxity. I know all is well because the pain the next day after playing disappears once the day goes on! Just need to play more!!!!
The week passed me in some daytime sleep, which I try not to do as a norm. BUT, I suppose the body and mind had to make up for night time sleep disturbance and anxiety that happens in those early hours.
PHYSICAL STUFF
There was quite a lot of work done in the garden on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
Monday, the gardener stabilised the larch panelled fencing where two panels were attached to a loose post. Last week, we cleared the ivy in the small gap between the falling apart larch fence, the wire fence and the dwarf stone wall that the NOTAIRE does not know whose responsibility it is. A wire fence was perhaps placed to keep chickens and dogs in by my previous proprietors in about 1982. There was a lot of ivy to tear off the fence and wall in a confined space so my right hand became rather sore and bruised.
MENTAL STUFF
Confusing information about coronavirus with different approaches being adopted by different countries across the globe, as well as in Europe, in particular, Spain Italy, Germany, France and UK, the handling of the situation has left me, and others I am certain, in a whirl of disinformation.
It feels that countries are not working together despite probably their best efforts. Promises, lies, false hopes seem apparent. I think that the virus needs further strict control for Lockdown in countries where the number of cases and deaths are high as in UK. Scientists and politicians don't appear to be working together and I would say it is not the fault of the former. UK seems to think that data and statistic charts, which I can't see, but can access later, are not, I AM CERTAIN, telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I believe these are manipulated figures to make the Government look good. IN MY OPINION, it's all a smokescreen.
I've become tired of my only source and access to media, when one cannot discern if this is new news or old news or a different version of the same news.
It's like an addiction to know the news and I am beginning to think I would like to know NO news!
It's difficult when I don't really anyone to discuss with. The one who I have been able to speak to from time to time just seems to vent anger and venom at the Government. Whether or not we like the Political Situation as it is I don't see how Anger serves us. I wish to discuss not VENT! I also dont like to get wound up by people who are.
WEATHER
The rain was welcome but oh my.... I often have to do this deed about two or three times a year!
It was warm rain so I didn't mind getting wet, then having an evening bath ...... but I was dismal!
On Saturday DAY 47, I had to sweep it along the French gutter. Weedkillers aren't allowed. Some residents haven't weeded the road at the front of the house. I do. The council haven't come to dig the weeds out with shovels. Soil being washed from higher streets, becomes mud so that water could not flow quickly enough. Rainwater from my courtyard had to battle to join the current. I noticed that further towards the village, down the incline, along the road, the French gutter meets a brick wall of the ancient former Charcuterie. Gushing rainwater has to bear right to find a new channel to the storm drain that is just after this property. It was like a harass of horses as they fall at the fences!
SOCIAL
I managed to speak on the phone to friends. This is such a comfort to hear new voices, new opinions and be updated on their family's lives. It helps to have a feel of normalcy as I increasingly become unaware of the REALITY in UK and elsehere.
I managed to meet a friend several days after we planned to have met at a supermarket but I didnt go as I felt my wrists were too insecure to drive. So, a few days later, on a very very wet day we did. She was anxious I should receive superfluous tomato plants to get them into the ground. The last was welcome as we sat more than two metres apart for two hours, having done a walk around a gardened area of a public health spa, where the grounds were becoming wild.
The fact that gardeners have not controlled Nature has been a very good thing for all birds, bees, butterflies, insects, small mammals and humans. I have learned to really love the wild woods and empty streets. I've loved my short and one hour walks without usually seeing a soul.
Saturday, 2 May 2020
Day 47: Lockdown in France - What's in the Fridge?
A few days ago. Look in the fridge. What can I eat?
Bunch of fresh Carrots. 2 Courgettes, 1 Red Pepper, 1/4 of a Fennel bulb, part of Batavia Lettuce, huge local potatoes, red onions, shallots, garlic, faux filet, salmon, tuna, bar.
Inspiration from the internet indicated these choices.
2. Make Fritters
Later, in the garden was the first picking of radishes.
Bunch of fresh Carrots. 2 Courgettes, 1 Red Pepper, 1/4 of a Fennel bulb, part of Batavia Lettuce, huge local potatoes, red onions, shallots, garlic, faux filet, salmon, tuna, bar.
Inspiration from the internet indicated these choices.
1. Make a Salad
fennel bulb, carrots, zucchini, onion / parsley / garlic
Grate, Slice, Ribbon, Chop, Mix with any of these our cream,/mayonnaise/aioli/ lemon juice/ seasoning/ fennel leaves / herbs or chopped mint / spices.
Evening Meal
I served this with salmon from the freezer bought a few weeks ago when I halved all portions for economical reasons. The skin stayed stuck to the pan! The salad reinforced my 'I don't much care for ribboned raw veg'. I prefer grated or finely chopped.
I served this with salmon from the freezer bought a few weeks ago when I halved all portions for economical reasons. The skin stayed stuck to the pan! The salad reinforced my 'I don't much care for ribboned raw veg'. I prefer grated or finely chopped.
As above. Stir in beaten eggs with a smallish spoonful of flour to bind. Shape. Fry on both sides hoping they hold their shape. Serve warm with whatever you fancy!
I mixed yesterday's SALAD to make Next Day Lunch and served with Batavia, aioli and French dressing, and ate the second portion!
I mixed yesterday's SALAD to make Next Day Lunch and served with Batavia, aioli and French dressing, and ate the second portion!
Friday, 1 May 2020
Day 46: Lockdown in France - Dining IN
Posh restaurants all closed. My celebratory meal ON MY OWN after 15 years in France. Nothing Special. STEAK for protein as I gave up veganism years ago!
Feeling lowly low in lockdown I dug deep for motivational energy at the last moment to make an effort without changing into evening wear. BROUILLY was my kind of wine. Count my Blessings I do as I bought entrecôte from the butchery van on Thursday.
Not wishing to eat 6 euros of meat with a small appetite, it was halved.
Not my best culinary success.Sweet potato, roasted Med veg with the last of the lurking lettuce made a very enjoyable evening dinner chased by BROYÉ biscuit piled high with very cold slightly thawed raspberries ladled with yoghurt-not prettily presented, but yummy for my tummy, eaten without cutlery as etiquette went out the window in a lockdown. HAHA!
Well done me for all I have achieved in ten years with help from HIM, the absent one and others!
Well done me for perseverance in the presence of struggle, loving being on my own with sometime loneliness, craving culture and company which I sometimes get. I am doing OK. It's a good life really. Well done me for I am doing BRILLIANTLY despite being unable to see friends and family in another country in Lockdown / Confinement.
Thursday, 30 April 2020
Day 45: Lockdown in France - Decade Anniversary of French Property Ownership
This day ten years ago I signed to buy my own FRENCH house.
POSTING ONE is reproduced here with its old roof, lucarne, guttering and everything dirty old and brown including doors and shutters. This photo is about 2011 after painting shutters.
I started the blog in Autumn 2010 or later, (time passes) in retrospect. Life has been on a roller coaster and now it is DAY 45 of Lockdown in France.
So it's 3,650 days not counting leap years, since I signed.
HERE are two postings:
On 30th April 2010, I signed for the purchase of my very own property situated in "un plus beaux village de France". It had been my dream for 7 years since first setting sight on this delightful village and although I had looked at many houses they were always rejected because they were not pretty enough or were without a garden or were without exterior or side windows!
I'd been RestlessinFrance for many years having sold my beautifully renovated 400 year old former English inn, and being Cancerian, needed to have property of my very own. This is part of my "empire"and I still don't understand why I have it! I repainted the shutters which were previously brown.
POSTING ONE is reproduced here with its old roof, lucarne, guttering and everything dirty old and brown including doors and shutters. This photo is about 2011 after painting shutters.
I started the blog in Autumn 2010 or later, (time passes) in retrospect. Life has been on a roller coaster and now it is DAY 45 of Lockdown in France.
So it's 3,650 days not counting leap years, since I signed.
HERE are two postings:
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Restless at the start
April 30th 2010
Once the four brothers and I had signed our names on every page of the Acte de Vente my anxieties were replaced by others but a supportive little bird, held my hand and said "Bravo". I was so happy, realizing the importance of this momentous occasion of buying a house in France! I was not to be restless! There was to be no more house searching, no more worries about whether a choice or decision is correct, no more money sitting in the bank, here I was with responsibility creating a whole new stress curve, just so I could have the security of owning "bricks and mortar" to make a home of my very own.
Once the four brothers and I had signed our names on every page of the Acte de Vente my anxieties were replaced by others but a supportive little bird, held my hand and said "Bravo". I was so happy, realizing the importance of this momentous occasion of buying a house in France! I was not to be restless! There was to be no more house searching, no more worries about whether a choice or decision is correct, no more money sitting in the bank, here I was with responsibility creating a whole new stress curve, just so I could have the security of owning "bricks and mortar" to make a home of my very own.
My purchase included:
1. one house with a courtyard and a garden on one plot of land
2. one garage / stable building with planning permission to convert and extend into a dwelling.
Wednesday, 29 April 2020
Day 43, 44: Lockdown on France - Weeding out depressive thoughts
Tuesday 28 March.
The Gardener arrived
I exercised my civil right to clear ivy from the dwarf wall between my property and theirs, the absent neighbour with a vacant for sale property with wild unmanaged garden. On my side there is also an old wire fence about a 5 feet high with pointy stabby points on top!!!! On my side of that there is also a larch panelled fence not well constructed in 2013.
We got hands, hoes and rakes into the almost impossible space to access and destroy IVY clinging to the fence. I scraped off the MOSS and EARTH on top of the dwarf wall and it was clear it hasn't been touched in 7 years and they did not keep their side free of ivy which I had asked them to do.More importantly we cut to earth the elder growing to a metre high as well as finding a beech a little shorter. MUST keep an eye on it as if it starts to regrow, the panel will have to be removed to dig out roots.
I was so exhausted needed a nap in afternoon, got depressed and went to be early but awoke after 3 hours and stayed awake for three, before sleeping well and with no alarm awoke to an early brisk road walk to find nightingales where I stood and heard a male singing strongly.
Home to do log splitting with la fondeuse machine on Day 44, followed by weeding the courtyard, tax calculations, and updating my blog. Had a good intelligent chat with a friend whom I haven't seen or spoken to since January 2019. A good day thank goodness. Ready for a new year perhaps as TOMORROW is a celebration day. MY MY MY!!!!!!!!!!!
À demain!
The Gardener arrived
I exercised my civil right to clear ivy from the dwarf wall between my property and theirs, the absent neighbour with a vacant for sale property with wild unmanaged garden. On my side there is also an old wire fence about a 5 feet high with pointy stabby points on top!!!! On my side of that there is also a larch panelled fence not well constructed in 2013.
We got hands, hoes and rakes into the almost impossible space to access and destroy IVY clinging to the fence. I scraped off the MOSS and EARTH on top of the dwarf wall and it was clear it hasn't been touched in 7 years and they did not keep their side free of ivy which I had asked them to do.More importantly we cut to earth the elder growing to a metre high as well as finding a beech a little shorter. MUST keep an eye on it as if it starts to regrow, the panel will have to be removed to dig out roots.
I was so exhausted needed a nap in afternoon, got depressed and went to be early but awoke after 3 hours and stayed awake for three, before sleeping well and with no alarm awoke to an early brisk road walk to find nightingales where I stood and heard a male singing strongly.
Home to do log splitting with la fondeuse machine on Day 44, followed by weeding the courtyard, tax calculations, and updating my blog. Had a good intelligent chat with a friend whom I haven't seen or spoken to since January 2019. A good day thank goodness. Ready for a new year perhaps as TOMORROW is a celebration day. MY MY MY!!!!!!!!!!!
À demain!
Monday, 27 April 2020
Day 41, 42: Lockdown in France - Trying not to be Restless
Sunday 26 April 2020
Arose late again.
Made myself grapple with income tax figures, converting income currency gross and net for UK tax year into French tax year and the currency rate exchange for each one, having already paid tax on my government pension in UK. ggggggrrrrrr
Received a digital version of "MEMOIRES" made by my eldest cousin's daughter, collecting family thoughts and photos, collating into book format that her Mum and Dad received this last week for the year of their 80th and 85th birthdays. I was in tears of happiness and sadness.
Beautiful memories and stories about two very constant, calm, smiling , happy, intelligent people who always have time, hugs, excellent understanding and speaking and listening skills for everyone with a routine of refreshments of food and of soul.
A long call to thank my cousins's daughter and a surprise as I spoke to her adult daughter too, who is doing voluntary work for the crisis whist finishing her dissertation.
A 90 minute early evening road walk was very good to do as I wasn't sure I could do it.
Monday Day 42
Mowed the grass at the other land...2 hours.
I do like it down there even though overlooked by all.
Briliant timing....I was going to delay until the afternoon, as the sky was blue, so cleared the table and tidied the 'not tidied up tools' that my former partner has left with me... all the tools, screws, nails, water pumps, plumbing and electrical and much else from his building life, ladders, two men's bikes, etc. At least it is a better clearer muddle than it was... I have never known a messier worker even tough his workmanship was / is of a high quality.
So many times have in the past as his skivvy had to find an item he cannot find and in so doing gather things of one title together and SORT!
We took a lot of stuff to the decheterie and Emmaus in the three days he graced himself to clear his stuff.
I had asked him to tidy it up 27 months ago before and when he was in Grand Canaria and then UK in April 2019. He now has a van in which he sleeps and is now back in UK after over wintering in Cannes instead of coming here to help me ... so I am not best pleased that he could not consider being here after unfortunately I could not slot in with him for October to December on account of I knew I needed to concentrate on vehicle purchase and did not want anyone here.
Then he refused my request for him to come in January and February instead of staying in the South of France without responsibilities to anyone other than what he did each day.
I wonder what kind of person is this , who ... short story... wanted me gone.. said he would help renovate my new purchase of property, indicated / agreed that two houses could be let at different times and we could live in which ever one was not being let for income ... and travel in between but then it all went wonky yet again... and Life Together was OFF. Maybe I just imagined it all but I don;t think I was THAT DAFT!!!!!
9.5 years ago when this blog was started in retrospect, I wondered by June 2010 how I would manage as the guts had been torn out of the house.. it was a building site without interior toilet, no shower or bath. By late August, there was strange communication with him wanting strange signed agreement which I never did, but he wanted to be "friends". So, reluctantly , yet wondering if something could be retrieved between us, I let him IN again, just to see where we would go in our relationship as he seems to experiment with people and ideas. It was platonic after May 2010.
That is my latest analysis.
I wish it would all go away from my past but it is why I am here and is MY STORY. It defines who I am but doesn't have to!
As I mowed the lawn today I wondered what kind of man or FRIEND it is who leaves a woman of my age living separately who he knows has been ill with fibromyalgia ( much better recently ) and swans of to travel in a stealth van currently with minimalistic items and did not want anything from his past!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and so leaves it with her for her to get rid of, because I can't bear it to go straight to the skip or Emmaus. So muggins has extra work to do!!!!!
Silly me!!!!
YET, so far, since early March 2020, locked down in France was before lockdown in UK, and he and the van with primitive tent - camping style amenities and a fixed bed, managed to get across the Channel in time to be somewhere in the WEST COUNTRY, free to roam, waiting to pounce on a reduced house value purchase... if he can afford it?????????
NOT what I would wish to do anywhere, without a house and home to go to. I do noytb wish to be renting or in a care home!
I AM GOING ON!!!!!!!!!!!
I MUST BE QUIET and RESTFUL - not RestlessinFrance!
Arose late again.
Made myself grapple with income tax figures, converting income currency gross and net for UK tax year into French tax year and the currency rate exchange for each one, having already paid tax on my government pension in UK. ggggggrrrrrr
Received a digital version of "MEMOIRES" made by my eldest cousin's daughter, collecting family thoughts and photos, collating into book format that her Mum and Dad received this last week for the year of their 80th and 85th birthdays. I was in tears of happiness and sadness.
Beautiful memories and stories about two very constant, calm, smiling , happy, intelligent people who always have time, hugs, excellent understanding and speaking and listening skills for everyone with a routine of refreshments of food and of soul.
A long call to thank my cousins's daughter and a surprise as I spoke to her adult daughter too, who is doing voluntary work for the crisis whist finishing her dissertation.
A 90 minute early evening road walk was very good to do as I wasn't sure I could do it.
Monday Day 42
Mowed the grass at the other land...2 hours.
I do like it down there even though overlooked by all.
Briliant timing....I was going to delay until the afternoon, as the sky was blue, so cleared the table and tidied the 'not tidied up tools' that my former partner has left with me... all the tools, screws, nails, water pumps, plumbing and electrical and much else from his building life, ladders, two men's bikes, etc. At least it is a better clearer muddle than it was... I have never known a messier worker even tough his workmanship was / is of a high quality.
So many times have in the past as his skivvy had to find an item he cannot find and in so doing gather things of one title together and SORT!
We took a lot of stuff to the decheterie and Emmaus in the three days he graced himself to clear his stuff.
I had asked him to tidy it up 27 months ago before and when he was in Grand Canaria and then UK in April 2019. He now has a van in which he sleeps and is now back in UK after over wintering in Cannes instead of coming here to help me ... so I am not best pleased that he could not consider being here after unfortunately I could not slot in with him for October to December on account of I knew I needed to concentrate on vehicle purchase and did not want anyone here.
Then he refused my request for him to come in January and February instead of staying in the South of France without responsibilities to anyone other than what he did each day.
I wonder what kind of person is this , who ... short story... wanted me gone.. said he would help renovate my new purchase of property, indicated / agreed that two houses could be let at different times and we could live in which ever one was not being let for income ... and travel in between but then it all went wonky yet again... and Life Together was OFF. Maybe I just imagined it all but I don;t think I was THAT DAFT!!!!!
9.5 years ago when this blog was started in retrospect, I wondered by June 2010 how I would manage as the guts had been torn out of the house.. it was a building site without interior toilet, no shower or bath. By late August, there was strange communication with him wanting strange signed agreement which I never did, but he wanted to be "friends". So, reluctantly , yet wondering if something could be retrieved between us, I let him IN again, just to see where we would go in our relationship as he seems to experiment with people and ideas. It was platonic after May 2010.
That is my latest analysis.
I wish it would all go away from my past but it is why I am here and is MY STORY. It defines who I am but doesn't have to!
As I mowed the lawn today I wondered what kind of man or FRIEND it is who leaves a woman of my age living separately who he knows has been ill with fibromyalgia ( much better recently ) and swans of to travel in a stealth van currently with minimalistic items and did not want anything from his past!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and so leaves it with her for her to get rid of, because I can't bear it to go straight to the skip or Emmaus. So muggins has extra work to do!!!!!
Silly me!!!!
YET, so far, since early March 2020, locked down in France was before lockdown in UK, and he and the van with primitive tent - camping style amenities and a fixed bed, managed to get across the Channel in time to be somewhere in the WEST COUNTRY, free to roam, waiting to pounce on a reduced house value purchase... if he can afford it?????????
NOT what I would wish to do anywhere, without a house and home to go to. I do noytb wish to be renting or in a care home!
I AM GOING ON!!!!!!!!!!!
I MUST BE QUIET and RESTFUL - not RestlessinFrance!
Saturday, 25 April 2020
Day 35 36 37 38 39 40: Lockdown in France - Catch Up
Today 25April 2020: Day 40
Thinking I could have the energy to go shopping for sellotape, dishwasher cleaning products, and a desire for vanilla ice-cream to eat with stewed apples and pears I delayed until after 17h which pleased me, as hardly anyone was in the supermarket. I wanted fewer than a bagful of items. Another reason to go out was to drive my vehicle which had not been moved in the last 18 days. Unlike last time, everyone was wearing a mask of some kind and gloves, as I was. I was shocked to see the bank ATM filthy. I feel inclined to comment. I tried not to purchase too much but white asparagus and fresh carrots with their leaves were not passed by; expensive broccoli was.
I now feel less anxious.
Despite frequent daily short walks, indoor exercise to videos, gardening, financial and other admin, domestics I wonder where TIME goes. I didn't do it today, but have started to write an ACTIVITY RECORD with times of task started and finished and woops .... look how long I spent on the laptop trying to understand the news or doing Quick crosswords which I have improved at sometimes needing none or few checks and reveals or writing to friends and family. YAY!
The recording of time passing is a technique to try and instil some self discipline with focus on the task concentration.
Yesterday required the daisies to be mowed - glad I got that done before the splendid thunderstorm in the early hours of this morning. It was a splendid evening when I felt in love with my garden and France as I sat on bedrock facing the setting sun blaring into my eyes whilst I drank a glass of red with nightingales and blackbirds in chorus in the wilderness of shrubs in my neighbours land. I was in Memory Lane and thinking about friends and family in positive thought. Apart from this poarticular neighbour who fortunately lives two old properties along. She has 'the out of sight out of concern / attitude'. Shes has lied to me nurmerous times , making promises to do the work for five years and more, teeling me she is 'responsable'. I love the wilderness of all lands around me but she has neglected the nuisance acacia tree pushing growth from the stump which is not dead, despite my best efforts to kill it. This is after she paid the landscape gardener to cut down the very high tree so completing in a sense her civil duty... Friends tried to cut the main roots of the 50 cm high stump. Difficult as the soil is full of old brickworks. Her wall has still not been rebuilt. I shall try with legal aid once some form of normality surfaces and try to force her to take responsibility. Pigs may fly! I am not the only one to complain about her.
I could get the work done myself at cost. I did once get a invoice... The man would have to crane the mini digger over a wall and drive it to the next part of two other owner's lands and then take down my / or the neighbours old crumbly wired fence to pull out the trunk and then rebuild her wall. I would spend my money on this and attempt to reclaim it from her if it ws all done in the correct CIVIL LAW order.
During the last week I listened to some counselling style world webinars. I shall not mention their famous names but there were interesting nuggets to consider.
Wednesday, I found my mind ensconced in writing a lengthy poem about the virus which resulted from a need to write about the dreams that had happened that very morning.
My poem is called "Poetry in Time of a Lockdown" not reproduced here!
The dreams.
One was a second dream about an insect... different from the first. In the second the insect has frog feet suctioned feet... on three legs which are high than the 6 legs of the insect... so, it is like a robot and so can twist and turn and run rapidly which is what itr was doing, looking for prey. A man with a handkerchief deftly scoops it up. Someone opens the door. He takes it back to a very watery marsh - its natural habitat, but like the development of water animals into humans or so some theories taught us, this insect can live on land too , if it needs to. It can mutate!
One was a second dream about an open wound which revealed flesh but was not bleeding and needed to be stitched. The first on my stomach, was like the shape of an eye drawn closed with long eyelashes. The second on my inner thigh, was about 5cm long. In the second dream it was super-glued together!
Some people have called or contacted me. Some I have contacted. Some I have tried to distance from so that I don't get worked up, worry and think about other people when there is nothing I can do to help or support them. This I find frustrating. Most of my life, I have been the one to look after others and being in isolation since before lockdown has taken its toll on me!
I am ready to listen and often too opinionated.
Nature is a boon at the moment and has been THE most wonderful Spring time I can ever remember, or maybe it's just that I have more time and understanding to appreciate March and April.
It was 27C during the week.
The smell of Wisteria has been exquisite.
I had never noticed this white wisteria with the red roses on a house just around the corner. The owners have not arrived so the beauty hangs whilst the shutters on door and windows are closed. Purple wisteria are at two other houses along the road. One is unoccupied and the one with the yellow fairy roses is such a pretty sight.
Thinking I could have the energy to go shopping for sellotape, dishwasher cleaning products, and a desire for vanilla ice-cream to eat with stewed apples and pears I delayed until after 17h which pleased me, as hardly anyone was in the supermarket. I wanted fewer than a bagful of items. Another reason to go out was to drive my vehicle which had not been moved in the last 18 days. Unlike last time, everyone was wearing a mask of some kind and gloves, as I was. I was shocked to see the bank ATM filthy. I feel inclined to comment. I tried not to purchase too much but white asparagus and fresh carrots with their leaves were not passed by; expensive broccoli was.
I now feel less anxious.
Despite frequent daily short walks, indoor exercise to videos, gardening, financial and other admin, domestics I wonder where TIME goes. I didn't do it today, but have started to write an ACTIVITY RECORD with times of task started and finished and woops .... look how long I spent on the laptop trying to understand the news or doing Quick crosswords which I have improved at sometimes needing none or few checks and reveals or writing to friends and family. YAY!
The recording of time passing is a technique to try and instil some self discipline with focus on the task concentration.
Yesterday required the daisies to be mowed - glad I got that done before the splendid thunderstorm in the early hours of this morning. It was a splendid evening when I felt in love with my garden and France as I sat on bedrock facing the setting sun blaring into my eyes whilst I drank a glass of red with nightingales and blackbirds in chorus in the wilderness of shrubs in my neighbours land. I was in Memory Lane and thinking about friends and family in positive thought. Apart from this poarticular neighbour who fortunately lives two old properties along. She has 'the out of sight out of concern / attitude'. Shes has lied to me nurmerous times , making promises to do the work for five years and more, teeling me she is 'responsable'. I love the wilderness of all lands around me but she has neglected the nuisance acacia tree pushing growth from the stump which is not dead, despite my best efforts to kill it. This is after she paid the landscape gardener to cut down the very high tree so completing in a sense her civil duty... Friends tried to cut the main roots of the 50 cm high stump. Difficult as the soil is full of old brickworks. Her wall has still not been rebuilt. I shall try with legal aid once some form of normality surfaces and try to force her to take responsibility. Pigs may fly! I am not the only one to complain about her.
I could get the work done myself at cost. I did once get a invoice... The man would have to crane the mini digger over a wall and drive it to the next part of two other owner's lands and then take down my / or the neighbours old crumbly wired fence to pull out the trunk and then rebuild her wall. I would spend my money on this and attempt to reclaim it from her if it ws all done in the correct CIVIL LAW order.
During the last week I listened to some counselling style world webinars. I shall not mention their famous names but there were interesting nuggets to consider.
Wednesday, I found my mind ensconced in writing a lengthy poem about the virus which resulted from a need to write about the dreams that had happened that very morning.
My poem is called "Poetry in Time of a Lockdown" not reproduced here!
The dreams.
One was a second dream about an insect... different from the first. In the second the insect has frog feet suctioned feet... on three legs which are high than the 6 legs of the insect... so, it is like a robot and so can twist and turn and run rapidly which is what itr was doing, looking for prey. A man with a handkerchief deftly scoops it up. Someone opens the door. He takes it back to a very watery marsh - its natural habitat, but like the development of water animals into humans or so some theories taught us, this insect can live on land too , if it needs to. It can mutate!
One was a second dream about an open wound which revealed flesh but was not bleeding and needed to be stitched. The first on my stomach, was like the shape of an eye drawn closed with long eyelashes. The second on my inner thigh, was about 5cm long. In the second dream it was super-glued together!
Some people have called or contacted me. Some I have contacted. Some I have tried to distance from so that I don't get worked up, worry and think about other people when there is nothing I can do to help or support them. This I find frustrating. Most of my life, I have been the one to look after others and being in isolation since before lockdown has taken its toll on me!
I am ready to listen and often too opinionated.
Nature is a boon at the moment and has been THE most wonderful Spring time I can ever remember, or maybe it's just that I have more time and understanding to appreciate March and April.
It was 27C during the week.
The smell of Wisteria has been exquisite.
I had never noticed this white wisteria with the red roses on a house just around the corner. The owners have not arrived so the beauty hangs whilst the shutters on door and windows are closed. Purple wisteria are at two other houses along the road. One is unoccupied and the one with the yellow fairy roses is such a pretty sight.
Sunday, 19 April 2020
Day 34: Lockdown in France - Stationary Vehicles
Comment préserver votre véhicule immobilisé ?
•Démarrez votre véhicule durant 10 min* une fois par semaine et vérifiez les niveaux (huile, liquide de frein et liquide de refroidissement). Reportez-vous à vos documents de bord ou sur les e-guides disponibles.
•Ventilez votre habitacle (filter) une fois par mois en allumant la climatisation pendant 5 minutes pour éviter le développement de bactéries dans votre système d’air conditionné.
•Avancez et reculez votre véhicule une fois par semaine pour éviter que les pneus ne se déforment.
•Pour les véhicules sans frein de parking automatique, pensez à laisser votre moteur en prise c’est-à-dire avec la première vitesse enclenchée. N’oubliez pas de vous remettre au point mort avant de redémarrer. Cela évitera que les mâchoires de freins ne se grippent et n’endommagent votre système de freinage.
•Ventilez votre habitacle (filter) une fois par mois en allumant la climatisation pendant 5 minutes pour éviter le développement de bactéries dans votre système d’air conditionné.
•Avancez et reculez votre véhicule une fois par semaine pour éviter que les pneus ne se déforment.
•Pour les véhicules sans frein de parking automatique, pensez à laisser votre moteur en prise c’est-à-dire avec la première vitesse enclenchée. N’oubliez pas de vous remettre au point mort avant de redémarrer. Cela évitera que les mâchoires de freins ne se grippent et n’endommagent votre système de freinage.
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