Weather is perverse. After yesterday’s completely solid and very low cloud thrashing rain at us all day long, there were stars in the hitherto largely unseen sky for some of the night, at least. This morning, there were very brief…
Author: John Curd
Singing in the Rain
The rain started gently soon after we awoke. It was expected and, as the shops were now all open following the holiday Monday, we decided to take the car to the Intermarché at Mont-prés-Chambord to fill up with food and…
Running Repairs
The forecast for Monday and Tuesday wasn’t great – thunder storms floating around – so it was a pleasant surprise to be greeted by some clouds scudding in a moderate breeze accompanied by some sunshine. We are about 3 miles…
Deserted Roads
The rain was still with us when we awoke at the Aire des Deux Caps. It eased off and eventually stopped shortly afterwards, though. One of the reasons we like using this service area, apart from its proximity to the…
Amateur Hour
How we used to get ready for a major expedition to France when we were working, I just do not know. Somehow, in a couple of evenings alone, each following a full day’s work, we’d collect the caravan, wash it,…
It Seems to Work
‘T was a good day with some sun and the occasional cloud so we decided to go and use our Whipsnade Zoo season tickets and see if the animals would cooperate for the new camera. Whipsnade also has a brand…
Time for Change
Well, our recent spring trip to Cornwall achieved several aims, one of which was to use up my remaining stock of Fuji Velvia film. I have loved the film dearly over the past several years of snapping but more recent…
Fixed Seals
For those of you who were kind enough to point out that I had somehow managed to mess up the thumbnail links to Carol’s two photographs of genuine in-the-wild seals during our recent trip to Cornwall (“Sympathy for the Devil”…
Home, Home on the Range
Another stunningly warm morning with clear blue skies. What a time to be leaving for home but that’s the way the cookie crumbles; it was time to return so we could make preparations for our summer migration to France (or…
Over the Hills and Far Away
Summer had arrived with a vengeance. A delightfully sunny morning greeted us through Billy’s sun roof. Barry and Irene had offered to show us something of Somerset’s attractions and, as we were already somewhat familiar with the Somerset levels, we…
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