Eric and Jill inspired our breakfast when I passed them on my way to the Banette shop. Boiled eggs. I imediately salivated at the thought and last nights aquisition of 1day olds was a clincher. An hour later we washed it down with a coffee as the neighbours returned from their foray to the market. Good reports had us scuttling off to catch the closing ceremony at midday. They never stay open late.
The indoor food market was lovely, the building alone made the visit worthwhile with fantastic vaulted cielings.
The offerings all very regional and still there were queues at the fruit and veg and goats cheese stalls. The fish store had taken one hell of a beating and looked dishevelled at this late stage of the trading day.
We again drifted round the streets of Clamecy and Collette had a rummidge through the several brocante stores. as the market stalls began to dismantle and the clean up started.
We returned to Doucette to find Eric in a lather. Well he was actually trying to keep some form of control over a wildly whipping snake spitting a torrent of water over the whole quay. He had decided to wash the boat. Good idea in 80odd degrees but when the spitting hose errupted from the karcher for the fourth time, it was time for put a halt to this calamity. The connection had clearly wilted under the pressure and so with an exhausted Eric still proclaiming "it was fine for an hour while you were away" We fitted a new hose end and the crew decided to Swab our decks taking advantage of Erics kind offer of use of his lethal cleaning machine. I slipped off to the Bricolage as much for my own safety as for the purchase of trim and wally for the shower room. Returned to find a jubilant crew delighted with her swabbed decks.
The evening saw Tim back from returning his guests to Paris and with a storm approaching he kindly offered to take me to Arshaa to top up my fuel cans. Decent gesture made more so considering he was picking up new guests in his car tomorrow and would not wish to have any diesel perfume lingering. We got soaked but I got 20 gallons loaded so worth it. Hope to see Tim again sometime as he was a bloody nice bloke as someone once said.
The weather brightened and we enjoyed another late bbq of meat ribs and salad.
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