A week is a long time in fostering.

Doesn't time fly when you are having fun?

So said someone who must have been having fun when time was flying....

The last weeks have shot by, as usual we are not people given to deep and considered responses, it's fast decisions and we are off to the races.

Sort of refreshed by a weekend away in Brittany: mad dash to the ferry, so I didn't miss too much of the rugby. Great meal on the Bretagne and a free cabin upgrade too.

Lovely spacious cabin with a window no less. Well, it had a window, facing the bow too, but mindfull of the weather forecast the crew had screwed a bloody big hatch over the outside of it. HAving seen the video of the windows going through on a cruise liner a few days later I think we can forgive them that.

But to the house and hooray no thieves been to call. Roof looking a bit dodgy though promising more open wallet surgery!!!

Lunch, much anticipated, was cancelled, the restauraunt was closed.

Back up to Roscoff via a mates pub in Ploye to see the damage after if burnt down recently.

Back to the ship and with the cold wind and rain deterring us from a trip into town we took the early board option and headed for home.

The trip back promised storms and winds, the paper in France full of dire warnings of violence to come. We faced the trip home with a bit of trepidation. The sea was like a pool table all the way home.....

As I said we tend to work in Blitzes of work and since getting back we have been racing ahead with the project to renew the old farmhouse next door.

Much junk has been cleared and also, in the background, lots of wood has been cut.

Students have been interviewed and one in particular is really keen to know the outcome of her application.

Today, despite the spring sunshine, the air is still chill and I have made it no further than our living room where we sit each on their laptop basking in the 20 degree warmth of the dancing flames of our big log stove.

Hopefully we are bringing the furry tide of cats under control. Lilith is at the vets having her bits removed, that just leaves 2 more queens to catch. Could be interesting as they are a little bit short of "tame". Flesh rippingly savage in fact, might need to find the fire service gear; that is pretty cat proof.

R