Monday 29 May: Day 5: Rain stops play…or does it?

In the morning I get a call from Mr P, ” Is it OK if they pop in for a coffee?”  Of course says I.

Bikes duly parked up, outside my little French house.. 

…everyone heads round back to the garden – with their motorbike textiles on, the damp seating is not a problem!

So good to catch up over a cup of coffee or two.

 I suggest they say for lunch before they head off to the Musee de Résistance in St Marcel, which is gladly accepted.

Whilst I’ m in the kitchen pulling together lunch, Dave and Nigel very kindly sweep up the mess that I have made on the patio whilst paint stripping.

Only Brits on holiday would sit outside to eat in this weather.

As we finish lunch the heavens open ,  so I suggest a game of Breton Kerplunk.

There aren’t many rules:

  1. Winner is the one who has least balls at the end.
  2. If you touch a stick you have to pull it out
  3. If you throw the dice and there are no sticks of that  colour left you miss a go

Simples.. Although there are little tricks to playing that everyone quickly cottons onto.

The first game finishes with most of the balls/marbles balanced on four sticks and Dave who had started off so well, ends up losing.

 But that’s one of the joys of the game, it does take some skill but in the end it is also down to chance.

We are all quite competitive,  and the language gets very colorful at times! And that’s with playing in the afternoon when we are sober. Can you imagine what we’d be like after a few glasses of wine.

Just as well we are all good friends! 

There does seem to be a bit of a   ” Team Sofa” going on with Nigel and Carol coaching each other.

As well as  lots of banter about balls or lack of!

By the time the afternoon ends it is all pretty even, with winners and losers all round.

So there it is, if you ever wondered how a bunch of “tough” bikers spend an afternoon when it’s raining there you have it…playing  à grown-up version of Kerplunk!

Sunday 28 May: Day 5: Stripping in the rain

Not a lot to say about today.

I needed to get window stripped, but its raining.

Nothing for it but to strip in the rain!

So I don my swimming costume and an old T shirt of Rogers he’d left behind and strip.

It takes forever. The paint is really stubborn in places. Some it has to have 9, Yes 9 applications of stripper. 

But I do it! And feel quietly proud of myself. 

The rain stops and isn’t forecast until later tonight so I decide to prime the door. 

Almost as soon as I’ve finished the rain starts! That’s not meant to happen.   I hope it doesn’t bugger it up.

A photo from the municipal magazine that I catch up reading in the afternoon.

Saturday 27 May: Day 4: More stripping!

I had a restless night as it rained heavily in the night, so I don’t hear when Sara leaves early to go to Vannes market.

When I do eventually wake up, it’s straight to work with the gel.

The instructions say leave on for 5 mins to remove 3 layers of paint.

Hmm, I try this to start with but have to revert to leaving it for 30 minutes.

I hate to think how many layers are on here!

But I get there eventually! 

I’m not sure what I should do about the Silicon though so post a question on Facebook.

I get conflicting opinions, some say take it off, others say leave. So confusing!

My friend Jo advises that I should use Primer even though the paint I have says it’s not needed. 

So it’s a trip into Ploermel. 

In Weldom, I buy more stripper,  silicon gel and primer.  This is costing me a fortune.

I also remember to get a set of keys cut for Sara. Our front door one costs a ridiculous €25 as it’s a special one. 

I buy a few more foodie bits in L’Eclerc, including just two eggs. They are local ones that cost 33c each.

Back to the house, and say goodbye to Sara who is heading home now. 

Whilst I’m going to head to the beach at Pointe du Bil again.

I park my bike and the Gendarmes turn up…luckily they aren’t after me!

When I get back home it’s still light, so I decide to crack on with some more stripping, this time on my bedroom window