The Red Renault is now home but still not Running perfectly.
Nigel the Mechanic says he can’t fault it, which is the sort of thing Nigels
say. I can, but the imperfection isn’t too serious, so as long as it doesn’t
get any worse, I’ll live with it. And I must say, it is a nice car to ride in
and one of the more elegant models Renault have produced down the years. And it’s
red; I like red. All in all, then, it’s nice to see him home. Despite the many
aggravations, I have grown quite fond of my Frenchie pal.
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Certain other business didn’t get concluded today, as I
suspected it wouldn’t.
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Had a splendid solstice fire this evening, just after dark.
The exact time of this year’s winter solstice was 0530 GMT this morning, so at
least I made it within twelve hours. Which gives me a thought. Presumably, the
time of the solstice must be the same for the whole northern hemisphere. In
that case, Americans living in the eastern time zone would have had the celebration
on 22nd (being 0030 EST,) but those in the other time zones would
have celebrated on 21st. Weird place, America.
And while I’m on the subject of solstice fires, I have to
say that it would have been nice to have company: say, somebody from Mill
Lane?
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I met my first ever Russian in Nigel’s garage. Her name was
Vera and she was very friendly.
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And one of the things I bought on my trip to the big town
was next year’s appointments calendar. I wasn’t overly impressed with the
choice, but settled on a rather nice one featuring the art of Mackenzie Thorpe.
I was torn between that and a Zen Buddhist one, but the MT calendar had better
pictures for eventual framing.
I did like what it said on the front of the Zen one, though:
The moment you cease
to seek contentment, it will happen automatically.
They do say some brilliant things, these Zen people.
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