I was quietly drinking a coffee ready to go out and cut wood for this evening when Liz rang me. "Terry and I are on our way to Montlucon. Anything you want?"
Well, as it happens, this very morning I had been making a list of things that I want from Montlucon so I enquired "will you be going to Brico Depot?"
"Of course"
"Well, do you want an extra passenger?"
And so I went to Montlucon instead.
I tried a couple of places but no wheel for Caliburn and I also bought a few useful things, including a small coffee pot thingy to fit on my little stove (€25 in the Auchan but only €6 in Gifi) but what was so depressing about the journey was that blasted flaming perishing Brico Depot was blasted flaming well closed for perishing stock taking. So 30 kms there and 30 kms back for me (and add on another 20 kms each way for Liz and Terry) and the place was closed. So no extra insulation, no bits to finish off the wardrobe.
GRRRRR at Brico Depot.
But the temperature is crazy right now. It was a grey hazy day with just the odd burst of sun through the clouds but the temperature reached 15°C today. In the heat exchanger it reached 22.3°C. In a space of just about 36 hours the temperature has increased 20°C.
There's clearly something wrong with this weather right now. But I'm not worrying about it. I didn;t get much sleep last night so I'm having an early night.
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