Sometimes we just don’t seem to get the timing right, we waved goodbye to Frankie’s Panda on Sunday and on Monday night the Matiz died. Again. Ann-Marie spent a rather chilly couple of hours in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere waiting to be recovered. How’s this for a small world; the very, very nice man who picked her up used to go racing with the guy we bought our house off and once sold a 2CV to Dave!
Anyway, that left us with just one working car so Dave is using the Kontiki for the time being. It very nearly got to meltdown point on Wednesday when the Kontiki gear linkage unlinked but, being Dave, he went mad with a welder and managed to get it fixed in time.
Pig Dyke Molly and Bourne Borderers, two very diverse traditional English dance sides, Molly originating in the Fens and Border in the English counties bordering Wales. Both sides practice on a weekday evening when Dave’s at work so at events he normally takes on the role of baggage handler rather than dancer. On Saturday afternoon we had a Bourne Borderers workshop, an opportunity for Dave to join in and whack things with a big stick. We had a brilliant time, followed by good company in the pub afterwards.
2 or 3 years ago Ann-Marie lost Dave’s Mum’s ruby ring while weeding the veg beds, despite searching for it and digging the beds over every year since, it was never found. Today, whilst digging them over for what is probably the last time, she found it! We are truely blessed.
It all got a bit silly with the lists this week but we think the figures are as follows: Added to list = 3, ticked off list = 4, statistically we're winning, it just doesn't feel like it.