Filling in
I rather doubt if I will ever have time (and I doubt if you would be interested) to describe the whole process of getting here, so here are just a few pictures to give an impression.
First of all, here is the container being filled up in Sydney with the possessions, some of which are dear to our hearts, and some of which we will wonder why on earth we bothered bringing:
Where will it all go when it's here?
Along with the two terriers, Tashi the cat gave every sign of having taken the journey well. At any rate, she saw that it would be good to make the best of it:
Things could be worse – I suppose!
Surprisingly, the weather was wet and grey when we arrived, and had been for some time. Here is the village, looking wet and grey:
Village looking wet and grey
A slightly different view, showing the village washing trough. In terms of the map the trough is “ours”, but it would be a false move to restrict access:
The trough
Then, with the sun shining, I started to scythe the “meadow”. Vegetable growing is taken very seriously here, and I will be unable to rival many of the village plots, partly because of experience (which I lack), but above all because of time: some of these allotments are looked after by retired people whose hobby, and indeed life, revolves around the hoeing, weeding, seeding, supporting, twice-daily watering and everything else involved in looking after a top class plot. In any case, it is too late in the year to start much here, but it does need to be kept under control:
Working on the meadow
Oh, really finall, the skyline from the terrace:
Skyline
