nearly away

poor pusstats, they hate the journey to the pension. ginge usually holds on until padirac where i have to stop and attend to him! last year i locked myself in the back of the car (child locks!) and had to scramble over the front seats. not easy with my knees. happily, lou showed me the magic button that would save me the indignity of having to do that this time.
having sorted ginge it was back on the road to montvalent to the chorus of mews from both cats. the nice lady greeted them like old friends. well, they are now. six years of going there must count for some sort of amitee. ginge headed for the outdoors, marmalade straight up the ladder to the sleeping platform and cushion. a stroke from me and a guilty goodbye and it was back on the road to the sound of rfm, arguably not a change for the better! :)

the camper is packed bar the contents of the fridge and the garden is devoid of anything that can be frozen or taken with us. friends are on hand to water if we have a dry spell and to take care of any produce that ripens while we're away. figs and physalis for anyone interested!

a bientot!!