The view from my window

The view from my window
The view from my window

Sunday, 24 November 2024

Let it snow!

I see I appear to be keeping to my usual schedule of one post every couple of weeks, but then if nothing much is happening there obviously isn't much to write about is there! I mentioned previously that I really like a Youtuber called Cheere Denise and I had been in the habit of listening to her book evaluations pretty much as they came out, but somehow I got a bit behind on that so I've got some catching up to do. I'm still listening to her reading of The Other Mrs. Kennedy, which talks about Ethel Skakel who married the late Robert Kennedy, and hoh boy, this book leaves the other Kennedy book standing! Ethel's grandfather was a self-made man (so kudos to him) and seemingly her father couldn't put a foot wrong either when it came to making money, so consquently the Skakel family grew up rolling in money - and entitlement. Ethel was a real tomboy and an accomplished athlete (particularly in riding) but she does not exactly come out of this book smelling of roses. Her mother Anne spent money left, right and centre, but then thought nothing of nickel and diming businesses to give her enormous discounts, and sometimes also thought nothing of not even paying their bills. (This would seem to be a somewhat common trait amongst the ultra-rich - but maybe that's how they got to be so rich in the first place)! She describes how one of the Skakel sons was given a brand new convertible and on the first day deliberately drove it straight into the swimming pool!!!! Another time Ethel herself was running late for an equestrian event in New York and so decided to mount the pavement and drive straight through Central Park. Again huh????? The Kennedys actually had less money than the Skakels (even though they were still stinking rich) and when Ethel married Bobbie they apparently argued frequently over money, as Ethel wasn't used to being reined in. Mind you, she also said that Bobby frequently went out without any money (a severe case of short arms and low pockets apparently) so Cheere Denise remarked just what is it with these people, thinking everyone wanted to pay for them? She made me laugh though because she said her reaction would have been to drive him straight to the nearest bank! I can't wait to catch up on the latest chapters! A severe case of entitlement meets even more entitlement, so you get entitlement on steroids!

Last week I took a drive down to Annecy to have a look around for Christmas presents. I didn't see anything that caught my eye so I stopped in at the Yves Rocher (beauty products) shop, since I like their products and they are really reasonably priced. As I was sitting in my car having a drink I decided to scan all the products through the Yukka app on my phone out of curiousity, as it reads the bar code and tells you if they are decent products, if there are any dubious additives etc. and everything came out at least 80/100 so I was very pleasantly surprised and pleased, given how reasonably priced they were. I sometimes do this on food items too and occasionally get a nasty surprise, like the pâté I bought the other week which contained a red dye considered "potentially harmful for human consumption" (it showed up bright red), so I threw it straight in the bin. While I know you can't get away from the crap for the most part, I have found it very interesting to see just what is in food items by way of various chemicals and oddly enough the most expensive hasn't always proven to be the least harmful!

On Thursday I decided to walk into town for my pilates class, just to see how long it took, and while it was bitterly cold it only took me about 35 minutes so I'm thinking that will be an option when it isn't raining or snowing. As I was waiting for the bone-shaker bus to take me home afterwards, a man asked me if "this was the right bus stop". So I told him that depended on where he wanted to go. Since it was the psychiatric hospital I told him it was and that he would be there in about 10 minutes once the bus came. I realized he was a patient when he couldn't get the hang of how to pay for his ticket so I helped him with that and then he asked me if he could give me a kiss!!!! While I don't mind helping someone out, I draw the line at that and told him that that wasn't appropriate when you don't know someone. I tell ya, if you want to "travel and meet people", you could do a lot worse than catch the number 10 bus into town!

French farmers are blocking roads again (I absolutely support them) in protest at the EU's signing of an agreement with MERCOSUR, which will basically mean foreign goods coming into the EU at significantly reduced prices and not being subject to the same strict controls. Of course this will absolutely cut climate emissions because it's so much better to ship beef from Argentina to France rather than buying it from your local farmer. Their main target is Rungis, just outside of Paris, which is basically the warehouse for agricultural products going into Paris. They've also blockaded the ports of Bordeaux and Toulouse, the irony being that the entire French Senate wants to vote against this agreement but have no say in it as it's been "decided" by the unelected bureaucrats at the EU Commission in Brussels! You know, Ursula von der Leyen who will not/cannot produce the text messages between her and Albert Bourla (the veterinarian) who is head of Pfizer, allegedly agreeing to multi-billion €€€ deals between the EU and Pfizer during the pandemic (and of which millions of unused vaccines are now being destroyed). Oddly enough, it was the New York Times that petitioned to get access to those text messages but unfortunately nobody seems able to find them!

Farmers are also protesting in the UK but that is about Starmer's government's decision to impose inheritance taxes on farms. Basically it's a land grab so again I absolutely support them. As they say, no farmers, no food - unless you want to eat Bill Gates' crickets! Jeremy Clarkson was out in support of the farmers (he has his own farm - Clarkson's Farm on Amazon is fabulous) and gave the most amazing off-the-cuff speech, particularly since he is just getting over a heart attack. You can see his speech here if you're interested. Anyhoo, I was looking on FB to see where the latest blockades are going to be and spotted a post by my niece, who had been to see her favourite Welsh comedian and commented "just having a cwtch with my favourite man". I always thought cwtch (pronounced cuch) was an English word, and it was only years later that I realized it was Welsh for "cuddle". The things you learn when you get older eh! Anyway, the tradition continues because my little French grandson also now calls it a cwtch!

And finally, the other day (the first day the temperature dropped below freezing) I woke up to snow, snow everywhere (wasn't expecting that, I can tell you) and then a massive storm blew in and around 2 pm knocked the power out. Bloody hell did it get cold quickly. I was sooooo glad I bought those simple rechargeable strip lights a couple of years ago because I have six of them dotted round the house so I was at least able to get around without breaking my neck. I also bought a generator a couple of years ago but of course the time to learn how to use it would have been before I needed it, not after the power went out. We were without power for about 18 hours I guess so I decided basically to just go to bed and read for the duration! My sister and her husband are coming out in a couple of weeks to meet Charlie and Elynn and my BIL told me he will show me how to get it set up while he's here. I had read that if you don't open your freezers they'll be okay for about 24 hours so I'm presuming/hoping they're ok, but to be honest I haven't looked yet (couldn't face it). I'm having the pleasure of deciding where we'll go and what I'll cook because I do miss having someone to cook for and my BIL is an absolute treasure to feed. Then I got to thinking about what to eat on Christmas Day (everyone comes here) and wouldn't you know it, but a post popped up on my FB feed from a caterer that I was very pleased with in the past. Does it sound hugely decadent to just order Christmas dinner in so I get to sit and enjoy it with everyone? Answers on a postcard please!


Sunday, 10 November 2024

This and that!

It's been a much slower few days lately, and what with the weather being glorious I don't have a lot to complain about (although I'm sure I'll find something). I made a deliberate point of not tuning in to the US elections until the day the results were in. Not much I can do about it either way so no point getting worked up about one candidate or the other, especially when we have our own cr@p going on both in the UK and France - and believe me, we do!

We had our latest board game evening at my place on Saturday and since it was so close to Halloween we all dressed up and I left my decorations out especially (I usually take them down the day after). Halloween itself was fairly quiet with the littles starting to knock around 5 pm (when it's already pretty dark) and the last group knocking at around 8.30 - which was fine by me. Having disconnected my doorbell a couple of months ago I no longer get startled every time someone shows up and I have to admit it's one of the best decisions I've made. In retrospect I should have done it years ago but I guess, like many people, I always felt like you should answer the door, just like you should answer the phone, but while I still keep an eye out for someone at the door, I unplugged the house phone about a year ago and have no regrets about that either (fewer marketing calls)!

For some reason the other day my internet went down for a few hours so I ended up picking up another book in the series Down to Earth and thoroughly enjoyed it. I believe it was made into a television series some time ago which didn't do very well, but I actually like her books and the no-nonsense way she wrote. The series is about a couple who gave up their florist shop in London for a series of entrepreneurial ventures, mainly in Devon, with this one being about how they set up a kids's holiday retreat in the '70s. I think this was set in 1976 because it was during the scorching summer where water restrictions were imposed. I actually remember a tap being set up in the street when I was young as it hadn't rained for ages! Yeah, that actually happened in England! Seems like here in France if it hasn't rained for three days they start talking about water restrictions! Anyhoo, it made me laugh at the lack of "health and safety" concerns  because while the kids were well supervised it was in the days of "just stick your kid on the train to London and trust them to get off at the right station". The kids were also washing in the river because of the water shortages but I remember doing that on our school's very basic camping trip to Cornwall when I was 10 or 11 and nobody died, even if most of us went back home with our still untouched clean clothes in our bags! So if you like simple and old fashioned, I would recommend her books!



Queuing for water, 1976!

Talking of books, I finally finished the other book I mentioned in my last post - you know, the one written by the poet about her marriage break-up and while she did indeed write beautifully, I couldn't wait for her to get out of first gear so I won't be picking up any more of her books. Seems she had written another book about her divorce but, err, no thanks!

I had a funny incident the other Thursday when I walked down to my pilates class and decided to catch the old bone-shaker bus back home. I bought a ticket on my phone app but when I went to scan it on the QR code on the side of bus there wasn't one. The driver told me that it was a new fleet of bone-shakers and they hadn't gotten round to installing the QR codes so my trip would be free (it only cost €1.50 so it wasn't exactly going to ruin the company but I appreciated the relaxed attitude)! We got chatting about his holiday on the way back up to the village and when we got to my stop at the one and only restaurant he asked me where I lived, so I told him - and he drove me all the way home! When I hopped out right outside my front door my neighbour just looked at me in amazement saying "first the mean old farmer brings you home in his big ol' jeep (this was years ago) and now the bus driver changes his route to drop you off too"! What can I say, I like to chat!

Talking of my neighbour, last Thursday I drove her to the hospital for an appointment with her anaesthesiologist (again, sp?) and sat outside the reception to read my book while she went in. You know, now I can understand why hospitals have those painted lines on the floor ("follow the yellow line for obstetrics, the red line for radiology" etc.) because everyone that came by asked me what they should do. I mean, it said on the door "wait until 10 minutes before your appointment and then enter without knocking". Thankfully it was fairly quiet but having to answer people all day long would definitely make me murderous! Mind you, one guy that asked me had the most horrendous set of stitches running all the way down his nose and one eye twice the size of the other (so I was polite to him, imagining his injuries stemmed from a nasty street fight - but who knows)! After that I dragged her to the fabric store as I needed something for sewing club, and since it was still early we stopped off in town at the weekly market where we bumped into two other sets of neighbours and then went for a coffee. I reckon that was the longest she'd been outside the house in years! I was a bit surprised, though, when she asked if I'd mind going to her favourite butcher's shop and when I went to start walking she nearly fainted, saying there was no way she could walk that far uphill. In all honesty it would probably only have been a 15 minute walk but uphill, and I hadn't realized that she could no longer do that! Kinda shocked me, to be honest, but I drove her up there anyway and all in all we had a pretty nice morning (except for Scar)!

Other than that, there's not much been going on. One of the FB hiking groups made me laugh because someone posted that he'd hiked up to the Lac de Tardevant and had forgotten his trousers up there (his waterproofs, I doubt he came down in his underpants) and if anyone was going that way could they look out for them on the off chance. Well blow me but one guy said he was going up there that very morning and actually found them! Lucky man, because those kinds of trousers are not cheap!

The farmer put the cows in the field behind my house yesterday and it was so lovely to hear the cowbells close up again. Oh I can usually hear them in the field further up, but this time they were right there and so lovely!

If I figure out how to upload
the video I will!

Since I've been so lazy lately I decided to take myself off to the lake at Passy (a lazy walk but beautiful) as it is still gorgeous out. The place was pretty busy with loads of families having the same idea, but it did me the world of good to get outside in the fresh air, although methinks it's time for something a bit more difficult before the weather turns!

The Mont Blanc in all it's glory!


And finally, today is Remembrance Sunday in the UK (always the closest Sunday to 11 November), so I have been proudly wearing my poppy all week and watched the service at the Royal Albert Hall where, as always, they did everyone proud!

My niece took these pictures
in the village where my
mom used to live!



Lest we forget!

Dad!


Grandad!