Smash, Bang, Wallop

Jeremy kindly drives Ian and Ann to the airport but on the way home drives into the back of a truck. He is fine but little pig liver car is damaged.

Just as food eaten without appetite is a tedious nourishment, so does study without zeal damage the memory by not assimilating what it absorbs.

Just as food eaten without appetite is a tedious nourishment, so does study without zeal damage the memory by not assimilating what it absorbs.

The car is towed home at great expense and now we have to see if any serious non cosmetic damage has been inflicted. Boat, car, I feel that God is sending me a message.

Matthew 6:19–20

19: Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:

20: But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:

Yay! Even so! I have decided to be less materialistic and more spiritual.

I am ready to invest heavily in heaven. Who do I call?

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What Did You Do on Your Holidays?

So Ian and Ann come visit.  Much delighted though I be by the visit of my brother and his wife, when I see them – I see only muscle.  I can press gang them into working on the rescue of Dileas.

Family down the mine.

Family down the mine.

We dig out all the sand from inside and around the wreck. I say we but it is essentially Ann, Ian and Jeremy, as my knee condition gives me the pink slip.

Bien ficellé

Bien ficellé

We wrap Dileas in a complex rope bridle designed by Ian and the time has come for the big push er no pull. We purchase a winchette and little by little, inch by inch by inch, we pull Dileas from her bed of shame.

What people do when they come to Japan

What people do when they come to Japan

So we move Dileas about 4 feet forward and feel that the back is broken. Although defeated by darkness, with a stronger winch and a few more horribly bemuscled friends, I feel that Dileas will be freed enfin. Thanks Jeremy, Ann, Ian.

We also have a good party with prized old and new friends.

We also have a  party with prized old and new friends.

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Dileas Agonistes

Dileas, pronounced Djeelas by the way, is in agony. She lies, deeply wounded , wedged in a secret passage. I initially thought that a few of us could probably work her free and so we set about it on my first evening back from Freeeance.

For some reason she would not budge.

For some reason she would not budge.

Forget it. We could not move her at all. It soon became clear that the poor boat is not only badly beaten but is also filled with about 20 tons of sand.

I reckon that if I can lever up her bows a few inches using a long lever, following the famous adage of Archimedes, “Give me a place to stand and with a lever I will move the whole world.” then we can start shoveling out sand from underneath.

Sakurai san finds me a perfect metal pole for a lever and more importantly, Jeremy arrives from Geneva. I now have a lever and muscle. My knee condition is a big drawback as I have difficulty crouching and lifting.

Long Toed Stilt. You can actually see their middle long toes. Well I can. The ring indicates that the bird came from China. Maybe on the same flight as Jeremy.

Long Toed Stilt. You can actually see their middle long toes. Well I can. The ring indicates that the bird came from China. Maybe on the same flight as Jeremy.

It’s great picking people up from the airport as there is the amazing stinking pond hard by. I always stop and see what is going on.

This old airport gets me down

This old airport gets me down

Anyway, Jeremy and I attack the shipwreck. We lift the bows and start shoveling. We move tons of sand but find no buried treasure.

Pieces of eight.

Pieces of eight.

And you never saw me take snuff, the reason being that in my snuff-box I carry a piece of Parmesan cheese--a cheese made in Italy, very nutritious. Well, that's for Ben Gunn!"

And you never saw me take snuff, the reason being that in my snuff-box I carry a piece of Parmesan cheese–a cheese made in Italy, very nutritious. Well, that’s for Ben Gunn!”

Clowns to left of me Jokers to the right Here I am, stuck in the middle

Clowns to left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle.

I can see clearly now. Moving Dileas is going to be a project for the next few weeks / months. Once out from between Scylla and Charybdis, we have to get her back to the house some 300 meters away. How?

 

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Poor Dileas

Oh no!

Sitting in the lounge in Charles de Gaulle  on my way home, I get this.

“The peak of the typhoon last night (it went straight over us) coincided with a high tide. There is sand over several low-lying parts of the road this morning.

That being the case, I thought I’d better go and see how your boat fared. The first bit of bad news is, it was no longer there―nada. We had pulled it as far up into the gap as we could and chained it to the rock. Well, the chain was still there…

So, I walked a bit further down the beach and, lo and behold, good news! There was your boat, firmly jammed into that little crevice that leads to the next beach.

The next bad news: it had clearly had a very rough night, and it is going to take a lot of work with a sander and a fiberglass repair kit to make it seaworthy again.”

Hot tears drip onto my keyboard.

Hot tears drip onto my keyboard.

Notwithstanding, had it been me who pulled Dileas up into Dead Man’s Gulch, I would undoubtedly have done a much lazier job than my friends and the Typhoon would have blown her off to Bali.

Oh dear,oh Dileas.

Cha b’e là na gaoithe là nan sgolb.

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St Dude Arthaud 2014

I want to live in Sandy and Zandra’s chateau for ever. I could hide Steerpikely in one of the top bedrooms and no-one would ever know I was there. I would sneak out early in the morning and snuffle around in the forest, rubbing loam and pine needles into my naked body. I would read and write and play with coloring books in the evening, sitting  beside a wood burning stove, drinking fine wine and gorging myself on the produits de la belle France and laughing with the Mac Gillivrays.

The little window top right would be my room

The little window top right would be my room

You may think it is a pool but in fact it is full of brine for steeping jambons

You may think it is a pool but in fact it is full of brine for steeping jambons

Zandra photobombed by badger

Zandra photobombed by badger

Minimalist

Minimalist

We go to buy food, we eat gloriously, we see a Bonelli’s Eagle.

Happiness and Joy

Happiness and Joy

Selle de Chevreuil

Selle de Chevreuil

Zandra is a ceramicist.

This one of her Bulls

This one of her Bulls

Bliss

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Big Tits

I am staying with Mac Gillivrays in the Valromey. They live in a 11th? century chateau in a valley that looks much the same now as it did then.

As a gesture towards modernity they have a bird feeder which, in the autumnal gloom, is much visited by tits.

The Great or Big Tit

The Great or Big Tit

The Coal Tit

The Coal Tit

Pussycats sat and watched with me

Pussy cats sat and watched with me

The Blue Tit

The Blue Tit

His name is Ginger

His name is Ginger

Marsh or maybe Willow Tit. Cannot remember the difference.

Marsh or maybe Willow Tit. Cannot remember the difference.

Her name is Mimi

Her name is Mimi

I spend hours sitting in the garden, watching the birds, watching the cats, the cats watch me, the birds watch me, it is very quiet and harmonious.

A Nuthatch

A Nuthatch

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Freeeeance

So I am in France, which is a very beautiful country to look at.

The Sweet Baby Jesus Gate in Rians

The Sweet Baby Jesus Gate in Rians

Huge Typhoon headed for Okinawa.

My hotel room

My hotel room

Annecy

Annecy

Eat my lunch

Eat my lunch

Itinerant Cheese woman

Itinerant Cheese Woman

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