Happy Saint's Day, Tim!!
We were up early (for us) before 9am and out of the house by 9.45 to make a sortie to our local DIY store. Jon needed a day off from crawling around on his knees sanding things, so we went to buy all the bits and pieces we need to finish decorating the bedroom-that-will-be-the-lounge.
Two DIY stores later we had found the correct colour paint, more sand paper and a new sander (all of 6, yes 6 Euros and just in case the old one broke with the effort). We came back minus the wax for the floor but, hell, if we only came back with one missing item that was still a record.
On the way home we chose the 'pretty route'. Empty minor roads all the way and views to die for.
In the summer this route passes through vineyards as far as the eye can see, vines heaving with grapes ready to make the next years' black Cahors wine. Last time we passed through (just before Christmas) the vines were all looking very sorry having been stripped of the 2007 harvest and left to mope a while.
Today though, most of the acres were stripped back to just one shoot in preparation for the new year's growth. How they managed to prune these acres and acres of vines in a few short weeks is incredible.
We have never yet passsed through when people have been working in the yards. It reminds me the story of the Brownies doing the housework when no-one else was looking.
I wonder how I could ge me one of those?
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