Boules by the seaside
A bad night's sleep. Lorraine and I up early due to the scaffolders arriving this morning. Walking through the house with the long poles and poking them through the kitchen window out into the garden. They got the job done fairly quickly. While this was being done, I quickly sent off notes and tweets and so on about the episodes to various people connected to the last podcast -- then I was free as a bird for the day. Lorraine went off to see Dawn for a walk. I chatted to Sonia when she came in, then made off to collect Anton, and we walked down to seafront near the Peace statue, where we set about playing pétanque -- unzipping two sets of brand new boules from their bags, his present from his children, and playing on the little ground there is for it. We began to play, and soon there were other groups of folks playing all around us. A cheerful vibe, and it was sunny down by the sea, and it was a fine thing to be throwing boules around without a care in the world for a while, with ...