There is only so much miserable weather I can take during our enforced stay in Jura on our Beetle drive to Corfu.
Still, if we're here for the Juration, while we wait for the dynamo and regulator to be fitted to the old VW by a Renault garage where they speak very little English, there is always wine, history, natural splendour and food.
There's a bit of writing to be done, and catching up on admin. And the good news is that the weather is bad, too, in The Enchanted Village.
And then there are always books. And what a diverse collection.
I have just read The Curse of Brink's Mat, the inside story of the 20th century's most lucrative armed robbery, and loaned to me by ex-detective Nobby Odd-Job.
Then it was over to the charming The Cat of Portovecchio by my friend, Maria Strani-Potts (highly recommended if you want to immerse yourself in a Corfu fishing village in the 1950s), and I've just downloaded School Ties, a novella by another friend and former colleague, Emma Lee Potter, on to my Kindle.
What with those and Restoration and Merivel by Rose Tremain, I'm sorted.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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