What’s the most symbolic item in your living room
I’ll define living room as the room I’m living in right now
In the kitchen-diner window sill, there are several items of interest.
- A retro hand coffee grinder that I saw online and dropped heavy hints to get for Christmas. I use it for real, but it also works as a window sill ornament.
- Salt and pepper pots in the form of Welsh Ladies, who help me remember the words “halen” and “pupur”.
- a porcelain bowl from Mont St Michel with the name of our grandson on (translated into French with a simple e-acute accent ). We used to give him porridge in it when we looked after him, but continual bashing with a spoon (!) broke one of the handle-thingies. I superglued it back on (quite well, I thought), but he was no longer allowed to use it on safety grounds. We keep it in the window as a little reminder of him and his spoon-bashing, and this is nice because (just this week actually) he moved to France (not to Mont St Michel though). Wisely, he took his mummy and daddy with him. Wisely because (a) he’s only 20 months old, and (b) his daddy has got a new job out there, and I think you actually have to turn up in order to get paid.
it’s the weekend! Anything special on the menu?
Efallai ddim.
Name five random things you can see from where you’re sitting.
Head torch
bone-conducting earphones
scissors
a pile of papers awaiting (ahem) sorting
bookshelf (with Welsh books in, among other books).
Share a song for the weekend. With a video link if there is one, and lyrics if you have them, giving reason for your choice.
“Right Said Fred” by Bernard Cribbins (mainly because it used to make me laugh, way back, and perhaps partly because I noticed in the newspaper the other day that, incredibly, BC is still working at the age of 90. Sorry about the audio quality, and for the lack of lyrics.
The sight of a buzzard circling above fills me with joy, even though they’re common and I see them several times a week. What simple/common things fill you with joy?
The scents of spring (still some way off!). Blue skies, green hills, water flowing somewhere. Shade available if I want it; sun if I don’t.
Make up your own travel related Friday Five question and answer it.
Oh, that’s easy:
Where are you going next week?
Manosque, in the south of France, in Provence, north of Aix, and even further north of Marseilles. I’m not sure what the weather is going to be like. I’ve been reading my Peter Mayle, and it seems they can have mild winters, but not always! They had snow the other day, but rain today. hmm…
(and we have snow today, which might be melting…or it might not be).