Being on the ferry for a total of eleven hours last week and not having a television in my room in Cornwall to watch while I fell asleep, I managed to get through quite a bit of reading. I finished Jodi Picoult's Harvesting the Heart and started The Tenth Circle. I quite enjoyed Harvesting the Heart, which was the first book I had read by her.
I also read Joanna Trollope's The Other Family, which was a good read and having visited several charity shops came back with a few heaps of books for the future.
My children bought me a Kindle for Christmas, but although I'm pleased to have it and I do use it, I do love books - holding them, seeing the covers and the colours - my Kindle is in black and white - and I will never stop buying books.
I have also read Nick Hornby's Juliet Naked, which is the Book Club book for the meeting at the beginning of May, and enjoyed that so much that one of my charity shop books is another by him - How To Be Good.
On Wednesday, I drove to Guingamp to get my Orange box looked at as I dropped off the internet and couldn't get back on again. Apparently, one of the updates hadn't taken so they brought the box up to date and after fiddling with it for a while when I got back home I was connected with the rest of the world again. It is particularly annoying when I can't get onto the internet as I use Freecall for international and local 'phone calls and can't access my 377 contacts when I'm not connected. There doesn't seem to be any way of printing out these contact numbers for occasions such as this - very frustrating.
There were lots of fields with oil seed rape in flower and, although I know some people suffer allergies from the pollen from this crop, I think the fields look so lovely dressed in bright yellow.
In Guingamp town centre, there were banks of tulips of different colours and I fell in love with these purple ones.
The weather has been stereotypical with April showers interspersed with bright sunshine. Coming home I was surprised by the bridge at the far end of my village by a goat basking on the verge in a brief period of sunshine - a sort of reverse Billy Goat Gruff story! He belongs to one of my neighbours who has quite a few goats and which I think he rents to people wanting to clear land cheaply.
I think he's rather impressive and I love his beard - the goat's not my neighbour's - although thinking about it, he too has a beard!
Three things I like:
1. In spite of the rain and hail showers, we are also getting sunshine everyday.
2. My Cream Legbar hens have given me beautiful blue eggs two days running.
3. My gastric by-pass surgeon replied immediately to my email and I have an appointment with him tomorrow.
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