Aug/090
Blinging up my VW Transporter
I spent the first part of this morning giving my van a bit of tender loving care before the heat got up. A 12 year old Volkswagen Transporter is a 12 year old Volkswagon transporter and you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
But you can scrape off the rust on the wheel rims and give them a fresh coat of hammerite, tidy up the loose cables hanging out of the back and refit a couple of bolts back onto the mudflaps so they don't look broken.
I'm off camping again at the weekend. Les Carroz again with a bunch of mates for someone's birthday. Some VTT, a nice outdoor pool & a blinged up van to make the pikey camping bit a pleasure.
Bling Van
Jun/090
Starting my week on Tuesdays
I like Tuesdays. It's when I really get my week started. Mondays are usually a write off for me. Sometimes I've been working over the weekend and take Monday off to clean the house, do my washing & maybe a bit of cooking. That or I've been out and about drinking and being social all weekend, and I take Monday off to er..... sit around eating chips and watching telly. Which is what I did yesterday.
I had a very good weekend. Friday night down the pub was quite raucous, but I managed to escape just before the jaegermeister started hemorrhaging on my mate's tab. Saturday I drove over to Divonne on the other side of Geneva lake to visit my friends. They're a month away from their first baby being born and both waiting, waiting, waiting. What a lovely calm, household they have set up. Made perfect with the arrival of a tiny new kitten, Charlie. I can't wait to visit again later in the summer and meet their new daughter.
But there was a little wine-drinking involved and by Sunday afternoon I was staring down the barrel of a long, energetic night of fete de la musique with a hangover. Much as I love the fete, a few pints in the afternoon,a burger down at the office bar and a few games of carrom with my mate Fred in the evening and I was settled. A crowded, noisy Rue De Moulin seemed too much to bear and I was asleep in front of the telly by 10pm.
Monday was endured, but Tuesday is warm, sunny and smiling. A bit of work this monrning: emails, business generation and a bit of coding and then I'm off to pick up my van.
I blew it up the other day - did I mention that? A catastrophic failiure of the coolant system sprayed all the boiling coolant water all over myself and my paintwork.
It's fixed and ready to pick up from the garage in Les Houches this afternoon. That's about 20km away & mostly downhill so I'm going get padded up in reduced armour (just shinguards & gloves) and boot it down the Balcon Sud & the Gaillands run. Should take me an hour, no more. Then lob the bike in the back of the van, head down to Sallanches to do a big monthly shop and everything's back on track for a good week.