No change in the wet and blustery weather. I have so many seeds I want to put in the ground and the plants I started off in the polytunnel are getting out of hand sizewise and really need to have their place in the great outside. I have always been a fair weather gardener and can’t bring myself to get geared up to work in this horrid stuff we’re getting at the moment.
Two ducks have gone missing in the last four days. I found feathers all the way down the lane by the calvaire after the first one disappaeared and, last night, a duck who had been limping for a day or so wasn’t there when I counted them into their house. The field isn’t entirely foxproof as I’m very religious about putting them away well before dark, but I suppose having had one duck, the disabled second one was easy meat. I hope that the remaining seven are still there tonight at their bedtime.
Yesterday there was the usual very tiny market set up in St Nicolas du Pélem, but no fishmonger, which was a pain as I had only gone down to get some mackerel.
In the evening a friend came round and brought me these lovely flowers and we then went out to Auberge Le Pelinec at Canihuel for dinner. We were the first diners to arrive, but soon the restaurant filled up and the atmosphere was very good. The food was lovely as usual and the welcome from the owner, Patricia, who I hadn't seen since before my operation last July - it was lovely to be back again.