Good morning everyone from another one of those indecisive starts here in the dark and dangerous north
The wonder wheel of chicken salad without that Caesar bloke (it’s well past the ides) came in at 5.1 this am
International Bin Day and today the parade is for the magnificent recycling bin together with the paper box and also, but only if you like, the garden bin.
My mother’s car, which had been sat in 2m of flood water in their underground garage has now been officially written off with a surprisingly good write off settlement for such a battered 16 year old car. Cars of such age are supposed to be a bit battered if you want to embrace a rural French lifestyle. One of my sisters, who lives about 40 minutes away from our parents has sold her house and is in the process of moving closer to them - they are getting on a bit and are needing more help to live independently. C’est la guerre.
A bit more blossom today - this is on unsized, single thickness rice paper. I used soy milk as a resist and then a light wash.
Hope the everyone has a wicked whisky Wednesday - unless of course you are Irish. Then it’s whiskey. Time for a koffy.