Lordy, it’s been a while since I last wrote. Now, what have
we been up to…
Claire 1 – 0 Goats
A herd of goats broke through our fence and trampled around
our garden. ‘Help me,’ cried Rob, as he struggled to round them up (and I just
stood there taking photos). ‘Er, how?’ I asked (when what I really meant was,
‘Er, they’re a bit smelly, can you just do it please?’). ‘HERD THEM!’ he
shouted at me. Reader, it is the only time in my life someone has shouted the
words ‘herd them’ at me. I’ve never herded anything before so I just did the
first thing that came into my head: act like David Seaman in a penalty shootout
– spread my legs, make myself really big, clap my hands. There’s a mental image
you won’t forget in a hurry.
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| Right in the vegetable garden. |
Dude
We’ve been drinking lots of White Russians lately. Weird.
10 more years
Our five-year lichni carti (ID/residency cards) ran out this
month so we had to go to Sofia to renew them. I dread any interaction with
Bulgarian bureaucracy but it all went surprisingly well. We’re very pleased to
have been awarded (like an OBE) 10-year residency cards. But it wouldn’t be
Bulgaria without an extra layer of unnecessary bureaucracy, would it? So, as
well as updating our personal cards, we had to re-register my car so it matched
the expiry date on my new card. As a consolation prize, we went for noodles at
Wok to Walk and had salted caramel ice cream at Confetti. Ah, civilization.
Tomato? Tomato
Tomato? Tomato
Unbelievably, we still
have some tomatoes ripening in the wonky polytunnel. THEY WILL NEVER DIE!!!
Looming plumbing
emergency
I think there’s something dreadfully wrong with our
plumbing. Sometimes when I flush the toilet, there’s an almighty gurgling sound
coming from underneath the bath. Other
times, it’s totally fine. I’m just trying not to think about it. Whatever it
is, I’m sure it’ll go away on its own. That’s usually how these things work,
right?
Ugly squash
Ugly squash
We’ve harvested our butternut squash and, thanks to the big
storm (with hailstones) this summer, they’ve all got huge scars and craters in
them. Just look at this poor bastard.
And this one...
I got stung in the butt crack by a wasp. True story. I knew I should have worn my dungarees...
