Good morning all
Had a good start to the morning, the sun was shining, mostly blue sky and warm for the time of year, but I knew it wouldn't last.
Letting the golden devil out for his usual sniff around the perimeter of the tiny garden, it was eerily still and quiet, and quite dense line of low lying fog hugging the far side of the valley, looking like I needed to take a photo, then I realised it was smoke from a huge bonfire. OK, so I'd only just woken up
The smoke was drifting very slowly from right to left and disappearing behind a hill, which leads to the Exe estuary, I still thought it worth a photo. Within 15 minutes, the wind had done a 180 and the smoke, still very low, was going left to right, down the valley towards Pathfinder Village. It was an extremely smokey fire.
So, time to wake the OH up with her usual cocktail of tea, toast, nebuliser and meds, remove her oxygen and sit on the bedroom chair, telling her about the smokey valley. It got me talking about an experience years ago in Northern France when I was crewing for a hot air balloon and it was my turn at the retrieve. Sat on a huge ex WW2 airfield, watching 500+ balloons all heading off into the distance very slowly, followed by the retrieve crews, except for about half a dozen which included me. I sat and watched for about 45 minutes by which time mine was 3 or 4 miles away and wasn't going any further. That's because the slow, weaker morning breeze had stopped and the stronger, more prominent daily wind had taken over and was blowing everybody back, I had to laugh when eventually, the balloon I was retrieving flew right over head and landed a short distance away, so I drove over and was greeted by the pilot (who just happened to be my older brother) with "you smart a**e" or words to that effect. Next morning the same thing happened and nearly all the crews remained at the airfield.
So, there I was this morning, boring the OH to death with one of my many ballooning adventures, sadly, although I did that for some 15 years, it was before we met.
By then it was time to get her into the bathroom etc.
The dressings on the wound were a real mess this morning, so I cleaned and redressed the wound but decided to try something other than how I'd been shown, and it's not leaked all day and should go through the night too.
On Saturday, we have a mobile shop come to the village, a good chance to catch up on the local gossip, but even that was thin on the ground today, so it was a quiet day.
I did get to watch one of my favourite shows tonight, The Voice, but it seems to me its going the same way as everything else and "staged", some of the singers are so talented though.
By half way through, dinner was ready, a simple one tonight of whole tail scampi in breadcrumbs with mash, easy for the OH to eat, the potato was quite coarsely mashed which leaves some small chunks and I use a French, butter with salt grains that gives it an occasional crunch and when dished up, a couple of thin slices of brie on top, soooo tasty!
Dinner things washed up, dogs fed and a nice cappuccino, that's my day done, a little TV and a scan through one of my many photo albums ending the day.
Photo is of the smoke from the bonfire. I think someone must have complained because it was eventually put out.
