Saturday, 12 September 2009
Cat lumps and pain in the neck
Salty also seems to have a lump on his rib cage, and although he does not seem to be in pain we resolved to take him to the vets on Monday. I am worried he may have broken a rib, and Mas feels it might be something worse.
Chris sent some advice about removing oil from fur, suggesting flour or warm bran sprinkled in the fur and then rubbed out. Luckily Salty looks clean now. Chris also sent these charming cartoons.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtJDNA4xz4Q
Florence phoned to say that although she could use her phone to make calls, the bell on her phone no longer rings.
I heard from Betty who had some really good news, and finished her email saying this:
"Must trot off for now - I will be in touch later. I have to get menu choices sorted for a quiz night we are having for Hearing Dogs (I bet you didn't know that dogs did quizzes - marvellous animals!!)"
I also heard from Diane and Toby who sounded cheerful. By this time my neck and shoulder were feeling almost completely better.
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
Son of Paleface and the dark intruder
We went to bed at a reasonable hour as the insulation people are expected at 8.00am tomorrow.
Today we got up and managed to have our coffee and breakfast before they arrived. Once with us they efficiently and thoroughly did their work, but accidentally broke one of the large panels in the conservatory roof. This will be dealt with by the company in due course. It was a noisy business having all the drilling done, and took about three hours. Salty was showing the whites of his eyes.
Later I found I had a nice email from Betty, and we watched a new Midsomer Murders with John Nettles, then tottered off to bed feeling exhausted. At this time I think I could cough for the Olympics.
Lying awake between bouts of coughing I heard the cat come up the stairs, then I thought it strange as it was not making the usual meeping noises. I jumped out of bed and saw a dark cat on the landing, both of us jumped, then the cat shot off downstairs and left the house, all I could see were white paws moving at speed. I have seen Salty hanging around with a tabby with a white nose and wondered if it was the same cat.
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Last day of holiday
Sunday, 22 March 2009
Walking before Sunday lunch with Betty
We walked down lanes that we had never seen before and it was very peaceful. We came upon a field that had unusual sheep in it with white lambs with black patches around their shoulders, we found out later that they were Jacob's sheep and further on another field containing sheep, rabbits and a lama.


We had been invited to lunch by Betty, so we went round to their house and had a nice meal with her and Mavis with time to catch up on all their news and conversations, a relaxing time. Betty gave me a book to read which she had enjoyed, called 'Labyrinth' by Kate Mosse, which looks very interesting.
Friday, 20 March 2009
Moulin Huet to Jerbourg before dinner with Betty

Dining room



Thursday, 19 March 2009
Walking and talking and chats with the cat


We walked down Burnt Lane and went into the church, Notre Dame du Rosiare, which was filled with the sounds of children playing from the school next door. This is a lovely church with rather modern stained glass windows, a granite altar, and a vaulted ceiling shaped like an upturned ship in warm coloured wood.We had some bean jar for lunch at Les Poids de la Reine before catching the bus back to St. Martins.
We then went for a cliff walk as the weather was so beautiful, and Pete pointed out a bench overlooking the sea that had been placed there in memory of my aunt.

Back at La Barbarie Hotel I was called to the small Reception to answer the phone; it was Mas on the line, and he wanted me to speak to the cat, who I could hear meowing in the background. I did speak to the cat, despite the startled and wary looks from other guests who were passing.
Later Pete and I collected Betty, who I had visited earlier, and we went off to the Captain's for chats and a drink.