Indian summer?

Well done to mdw for spotting the sectionned octopus in the last post.

Other delights of distant summer days include – waves, mountains, beautiful tapas ; watching ‘The Skater’ holding his own in a tug-o-war, nose to nose with a Spanish cop (who’d decided to confiscate his board for upsetting old ladies with a few grinds along a black granite bench on the seafront in Donostia,) ; sculptures by Chillida………….etc.

Now that the threat of a rogue black hole ending our existence has become yesterdays news along with lipstick on pigs and other such delights (even though the LHC doesn’t plan to collide at full power for another two weeks) I suppose that I have no excuse for not finishing the façade. Putting off urgent domestic tasks in the face of imminent extinction must run in the family. The Cuban missile crisis made my mother think twice before re-decorating the living room.

Alas, back to work. An Engineer is, at this very moment, checking out my façade project. Verifying that I have the right type and number of bolts to stop the timber cladding flying off with the next tail end of a hurricane that comes by.