I’ll get onto writing about gathering mushrooms soon but first I have two odd/annoying things to report. Is it just me or is there something strange going on at the moment? It feels like every day I am thinking ‘ What next?’
Last night a neighbour rang the bell late at night to tell us that someone had heaved a large rock through the back window of my VW van. It was sitting in the street behind our house, where there are lots of cars and although the road is a bit dirty and neglected it isn’t really a dark lonely isolated spot It always feels personal doesn’t it? And I wonder if my UK registered van attracts some negative attention but perhaps it was just a spur of the moment thing. Nothing was stolen but they tried to get the radio out and failed. Rather sweetly they put the plastic cover tidily away in the glove compartment before fleeing. There was a lot of glass and a bit of blood where they cut themselves climbing in through the back window. Not professionals perhaps as it would have been easier to break the passenger window and unlock the door!
I found myself wanting to clean the whole street as I swept up the glass – as if it would make a difference to potential robbers if the street was better looked after!

And today I am in the middle of a boring but familiar and almost meditative task – arranging the receipts for Llançdora in monthly piles in preparation for writing up the booksAs always some are scrunched up a bit after being stuffed into pockets so I did what I always did in Cornwall – ironed them. But there must be something different in Catalan paper receipts – here is the result – after only a brief sweep with the ironPS it helps to have a dog under the table when you are doing the accounts….