2006
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- 2.8 14 August to 20
August 2006
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- 14 Aug to 20 Aug
2006 in Brienon sur Armançon.
- It was during this week that the "dreaded lurgy" struck,
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- Morale drooped a bit - but lurgy really only made itself known with stiffness
and pain in major joint muscles shoulders to ankles - and mild malaise - so
reckoned it was a case of "pull yourself to-gether and get on with
it."
One result - regrettable - was that the log was not written up - not that
there was a lot to write - we were comfortably moored up in "my" spot
on the concrete edged grass moorings doing not a lot for the rest of our time in
Brienon.- Anyway - apologies to followers who found there was nothing to follow.
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- Wednesday/Thursday Brienon to Migenne to
Le
Péchoir R.Yonne
- Arrived at Migennes lock at the start of a rain shower. On way
down shower developed into a real "cloud-burst, and L.K. - justifiably, I
think, left me to my own devices in the bottom of the lock with gates shut
(they are hand operated) while he sheltered! Good 20 minutes in heaviest
rain I can remember while boating in Albert.
- Once escaped - found time perilously short to get through Epineau Lock on the
Yonne, so made like a Greyhound of The Ocean, with yellow strobe light
flashing. It was still very overcast and dark from storm, and I was
wet through and through!
- Made it OK, and back to Le Péchoir
where Juliet was very hospitably to host Albert whilst I joined family
for "holiday" in holiday house in the Dordogne.
- The picture is by Juliet, and actually
shows us last week when the sun shone.
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- Saturday 20 Aug 2006.
- Juliet - very kindly once again demonstrated
what every boater needs - and
really appreciates - a shore based back-up team with a car by taxiing me to
Joigny station, and putting me aboard the train in for Paris. Very
quick and efficient trip - but got one of those double deck commuter trains with
very small hard seats. "Dreaded lurgy" rebelled big time.
- Pity it was the Saturday - Juliet had introduced me to her great love, the
vide grenier (literally "empty attic") where great swathes of towns
and villages are closed off, and all the world from the local housewives to
quite high powered dealers and professionals lay out every imaginable item of
"junk/semi antique/it may come in useful sometime/wouldn't that look nice
on the windowsill/I am collecting those" on makeshift stands, tables, or
the pavement. I really enjoyed them and ended up over the 3 or 4 we
went to to-gether (the towns and villages take it in turn, and there is a
printed programme brought out at the beginning of the season) with lots of
useful and/or pleasurable "bitty-bits" as my Mother would have called
them. Everything from a frying pan to a painted wooden fish.
- To continue - had to change stations in Paris and being me, I cannot remember
the names - one was Austerlitz - , but all that was involved was walking across
the River Seinne for about half a km. Thence a very fast and more
comfortable train to Brive la Gaillarde where was dully met by enthusiastic
family in car. Thence to Vayrac, very comfortable accommodation, and
large supper cooked - utter joyfulness - by someone else.
One result - regrettable - was that the log was not written up - not that
there was a lot to write - we were comfortably moored up in "my" spot
on the concrete edged grass moorings doing not a lot for the rest of our time in
Brienon.