les Davey de France

Alan and Pat live and work in Bordeaux. Alan is a pastor and Pat was a nurse. Now we work with UFM worldwide. Read on! (If you'd like to know what took us to Bordeaux, then start with the archives from September 2004)

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Maxim on placement

We have a student from the Belgian Bible Institute with us on placement this week and it is proving to be a very stimulating experience.

It means he preached on Sunday, in French, aided and abetted by his excellent Cornish wife, Demelza.

Then discussions and dreams on Tuesday and a little on Wednesday.

Today we'll see each other for lunch, and he's also working on what one calls our "visual identity" - so we can order a banner to tie to the grill of the door at Dan.

There are other visits at the moment, too.

Fiona Steward is in town and last night Gwilym and I went to a barbecue at the Cenon church in her honour.

Also Helen was in playgroup, nursery and primary school with Gwilym and is currently starting a year in Bordeaux studying physics, so we have met up with her an her parents a little.

This means LOTS of eating here and there, here a sandwich, there a barbecue, here a lunch by the seaside, there an invitation to a restaurant, everywhere indigestion from perhaps just a little too much meat - but lots of talk, discussion, prayer and planning.

Monday, August 24, 2015

What looks like a good idea for a conference - on the Bible's teaching about the world

Christians sometimes get themselves in a knot over our attitude to the world.

"Do not love the world".
"God so loved the world".
"The world is under the control of the evil one". etc. etc.

The answer is actually fairly simple - the word world doesn't always mean the same thing in English.
Sometimes it means the physical globe. Sometimes it means every human being. Sometimes it means everywhere where humans live. Sometimes... well you get the picture. You have to understand the word from the context.

The old pleasantry, "It's a small world!" "Yes, till you start to try and paint it!" illustrates this point.

Anyway, long story short, as they say, here's some links to youtube videos of a Ligonier conference on the world, where some of the Western World's finest worthies join forces to consider the world.

To the World, Folly and a Stumbling-block : Steven Lawson

The End and Purpose of the World : R C Sproul

God so Loved the World : Sinclair Ferguson

Do not Love the World : Robert Godfrey

The World, the Flesh and the Devil : Voddie Baucham

War of the Worldviews : R C Sproul Jr

Saving the World : Derek Thomas

This is my Father's World : Sinclair Ferguson

Against the World : Robert Godfrey

Out of this world : Albert Mohler

How, then, should I live in this World : Derek Thomas

Sunday, August 23, 2015

I'm so excited I hope I don't make myself ill

Maxime Soumagnas is preaching for Bordeaux Church this afternoon.

Maxime was a student in Bordeaux in 2005 when we arrived.
He was a very useful type, always willing to help in any way he could.
He left for Cambridge where he worked with Friends International and also did a training course,
then went to Saint Helen's Bishopsgate where he worked and did their training course.

He's currently at the Belgian Bible Institute in Brussels and has one or two years of training left before, I hope, he returns to France to serve.

Meanwhile he has married Demelza (from Cornwall) and they have two lads.

And he's preaching for us from Psalm 103 this afternoon.

Mosquito miseries

There have been far fewer mosquitoes around in Pessac this year, I think, probably because of the dry spring season and perhaps also because our neighbour cleaned out his pool.

But on Friday evening, on the quays, I felt that tell-tale flutter on the skin of my right arm and gave the mosquito warning, and this morning I have three huge inflamed zones around my elbow. Rubbing in Savlon eased the itching. Today we found some old Apaisyl bite cream and I took my last anti-histamine.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Picnic on the quays

Some church folk met up for a picnic on the quays yesterday evening.

Summarising the whole Bible in one sentence

I was interested by two videos from the people at Faithlife, producers of Logos6 tm Bible software, where they interviewed Andy Naselli and Jason deRouchie asking them to summarise the whole Bible in one sentence.

They came up with this :

God reigns, saves and satisfies, through covenant, for his glory, in Christ.

Frame - God's kingdom, God reigns, saves and satisfies
Form - through covenant
Focus - for his glory
Fulcrum - in Christ.

It's very, very fine.

I'm interested in the "satisfies' part, though, as I am not sure that this word is as timeless as the others. It addresses our issues as consumer Christians in the developed world in the 21st century where essentially our society is a society of acquisition - we live to acquire - and we can't get no satisfaction because once you are satisfied you lose the need to acquire.

But it this something that belongs in the sentence timelessly?
Is it something that makes sense to people in the undeveloped world, where acquisition is not a huge part of life, unless you mean getting your daily bread?
What about God's people, God's family?
The statement can be read very individualistically.

What do you think?

Friday, August 21, 2015

Rats, cats and sickness in the house

So we had a quick afternoon outing to Ikea for lunch and then to the Animalerie for the girls and to the DIY place for me.

Ikea food in Bordeaux seems less good than it used to be. I won't be in a hurry to eat there again.

Then the girls went to the animalerie - to buy pet rats. Yes, I know.

I went to the DIY place to buy sanding blocks and paint. Paint pads should arrive today or tomorrow, and then the bathroom will look much more fresh after a bit of argy-bargy.

During the evening one of the rats has developed some kind of respiratory problem, so today will see the first visit to the vets.

Yes, I know.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Now whose stupid idea was that?

Oh yes, mine.

Well it seemed like a good idea at the time.
A nice planning meeting at Ikea to discuss the coming semester at Bordeaux Church.
We'd get our 1€ breakfast - croissant, orange juice and coffee - and I got a cinnamon roll in honour of Paul David Tripp - and sit round a nice table sorting everything out.

Well all that went well, but then we split up and two of us ended up in the sales floor looking for the way back to the restaurant - and going round and round and round and ...

We have annexed Nico to our planning team, so we were three.
Next week we'll have Maxime, too, so we'll be four and wonderfully international.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

a lucky escape

The chap in front of me in the plane had a nice, shiny mobile phone with a lovely big screen and he decided to take a selfie of himself and the wife...

I noticed that my seat was slap bang in the middle of the field of view and if I just raised myself up a bit and put on a stupid face...

"Nice one! Thanks!" he said, enthusiastically, while I tried to look like it was someone else who had done it.

He showed all his family the photo of the nice looking couple with the crazed idiot leering over their heads.

I breathed deeply, thankful for my lucky escape. Could so easily have turned out so differently!

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Protected and preserved

While Pat and I did over 1000 uneventful miles in our little hired Jazz, Catrin and Amanda took off to London and to Burnham using the coach network - Megabus and National Express.

Catrin and Amanda set out on a nice day trip to Brighton with Pauline, Pat's sister, to see the sea.
On the A23 Pauline's little car was hit by a lorry and sent into a spin.
It hit the lorry again. It almost rolled.
It crossed the opposite carriageway and ended up in a lay-by against a bank of brambles.

Pauline, Catrin and Amanda got out of the car and walked away unhurt.
The lorry driver was French and Catrin was able to translate for him and the police.
The policeman was amazed that they walked away from a car so severely damaged.

While God kept us safe he also kept our loved ones safe in a different way.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

The Davey Summer Expedition 2015 - 5 - The Aber Conference

The Aber conference unites about 1000 or so people for four and a half days of meetings of various types. We attended the main sessions, two seminars and the Mission Exhibition, or MishBish.

The main sessions were given to various speakers:

Phil Hill - a lecturer in pastoral theology from WEST, who spoke on Peter's restoration
David Meredith - minister of Smithton Culloden Free Church, who spoke from Joshua
Paul David Tripp - pastor, author and counsellor from the USA, and a world class dude

We also got to hear Dave Gobbett from Highfields, Cardiff on Sunday morning (I know his dad)
and Geoff Thomas on Sunday evening.

The seminars were on evangelism, from David Meredith and on grace in marriage from Paul Tripp.

Many of these sessions are available too watch on Youtube and I would heartily recommend them all. Some were very fine indeed - world-class, really. Not all reached that high, but for me there were no duds as such. A few minor irritations here and there, perhaps.

Our catering arrangements were highly irregular. We were sharing our flat with some splendid companions. Some had come from beach missions laden with extra food that needed eating up. Others had bought food then found friends who paid for them to eat on cafés. So it was that we bought far less food than we thought we would and ate some very strange combinations.

One mighty fine thing, though, was the morning bacon sandwich. Jolly tasty.

The MishBish had stands from a wide variety of organisations and it was good to renew contact with some and find new contacts with others.

Also from UFM I came back to France with a little handful of useful DVDs in Mandarin! How cool is that?

The Davey Summer Expedition 2015 - 4 - To Aberystwyth

Our Honda Jazz was so comfortable and easy to drive, and so we decided that on the way to the Aberystwyth Conference we would visit one of our favourite places - Portmeirion.

Portmeirion is a fantasy village created by q genius architectural madman, Sir William Clough-Ellis, by rescuing and moving, or by conceiving and building an eclectic mix of buildings in a sheltered fertile valley in North Wales.

The effect is quite stunning.

The journey there was wonderful as I decided to follow the GPS and it led me over wonderful upland moors where birds of prey circled and the heather was punctuated by sheep farms and lovely ponds. It was glorious.

Then we arrived at Portmeirion and the sun shone for us on the quirky buildings and the woodland glades. We'd never explored Y Gwyllt - The Wilds - before. A track led through woodlands to ponds and lakes and little clearings where you got a view out over the village.

We wandered contentedly then made the rest of our journey to Aberystwyth.

The Davey Summer Expedition 2015 - 3 - A solemn duty fulfilled in a beautiful spot

My brother-in-law's funeral took place a couple of days before we arrived in the UK, but there remained one duty to do. He had asked that his ashes be scattered on the hillside where he loved to walk in healthier days. So on a beautiful, dry Monday afternoon a little band of us gathered in a convenient car park and started the trudge for a spot with a view. We found a good spot by some trees where swifts were playing. It had a clear view out over Cardiff and there we stood and remembered and gave thanks for our friend and family member.

The following day I suggested to my sisters that we go out somewhere for lunch, "my shout". Some negotiations followed with the younger of my sisters and we eventually agreed that she would drive and I would pay. The meal was good and the restaurant was comfortable. My elder sister went off to find the toilet but came back with a tale of stairs leading up, stairs leading down and her decision to wait till she got home.

After a while a waitress said "Do you want the bill now?" "Yes", said I and my one sister together. "No, we don't want the bill now..." said my other sister.

We looked at each other, then at her. And slowly the penny dropped. Under cover of her hunt for the toilet she'd sneaked off and paid the bill. How devious! I am still shocked!

The next few days were spent in North Wales visiting friends and talking long and late. We made one hospital visit to a friend who is frail. We stayed in a super house owned by some folk who were away on holiday. Then off to Aberystwyth.

The Davey Summer Expedition 2015 - 2 - The First Weekends and the UFM Family Conference

We spent the first weekend split between North and South Wales because we flew to Liverpool and were staying with friends in Hawarden, but we were keen to see my sister after my brother-in-law's death a few weeks ago. My other sister loans us her house to stay in. Catrin spent some time with a friend in Cardiff. From Cardiff we went to Hothorpe Hall for the UFM Family Conference.

Hothorpe Hall is a conference centre and it's as luxurious as it gets for us Daveys. We have a nice double room with it's own bathroom, very good meals served in a smart dining room and then we have reports from our colleagues working all over the world, from inner-city London to a remote village in the Andes. There's also a main speaker who, this year, was our friend Ruper Bentley-Taylor. It was a good week, and if it does you good to be a little pampered, then it did us good.

The second weekend found us back in North Wales. Amanda from Australia joined us and we spent a happy Saturday exploring the walls of Chester. Did the Romans really have the camera obscure? I must look it up. Then Amanda and Catrin left for their own adventures in London and Slough while we travelled back to South Wales.

The Davey Summer Expedition 2015 - 1

Our voyage started with a nice morning trip to the airport to catch our plane to Liverpool.

We had three weeks arranged in the UK - first at the UFM Family Conference, then split between family and friends in South and North Wales, then to Aberystwyth for the Annual English Conference of the Evangelical Movement of Wales.

Now holidays are one of my most stressful times.

I hate leaving the house unoccupied.
I hate hiring a car.
I hate so much about it.

But this time we left some Dutch friends occupying the house and I had been directed to the Which Magazine best car hire website which gave me a bargain deal on a car from a firm called GreenMotion. Hem hem.

So we booked it. On getting to Liverpool we had to phone the company to arrange to be picked up and we found some very friendly guys who chatted with us about our work in France and about the need to believe in God. They were Muslims.

The car was a Honda Jazz and it was splendid! The colour was a pain - a kind of pearl white which invited birds to poo on it - but it was small, roomy, very easy to park, comfortable, economical - and thankfully we had safe and uneventful journeys in it.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Monday, August 10, 2015

Poor dog!

Is it always this noisy round here?

Perhaps someone's robbing the bank...

No, it's coming from that car, see the lights are flashing.

The alarm stopped, then restarted.

It's a dog! They've shut the dog in the car and every time it moves it sets off the alarm.

Saturday, August 08, 2015


My phone said "Software update available. Install?"

It was lollipop. I'd been expecting it to come sometime.
When I upgraded to Kitkat it went very smoothly.
I said yes.
No problem.

It seems to me that the phone is running perhaps a little faster and the battery life seems to be a little better. It may be psychological, but hey - psychological things are still real!

A little update on the house sale

Several folk have been to visit.
The pre-sale disgnostic reports are being prepared.

I've got you under my skin

from last night's BBC Proms.

Friday, August 07, 2015

The reluctant fundamentalist

We watched a film the other evening, called 'The Reluctant Fundamentalist", which traces the experiences of a young, talented Pakistani man who lands a very good job as a management consultant, auditing firms and streamlining them by radical cost-cutting - that is, by firing people.

The aftermath of the attacks of September 11 make his life in New York City very difficult, but the real crisis comes when he is sent to help a publishing firm in the Middle-East.

He returns to Lahore and becomes a lecturer, but even there he finds himself caught up in conflict.

There are a few sex scenes and the usual Hollywoodian sexual ethics, but it seems to go with the story.

But a thought-provoking film.


No, I have not gone "paleo"...

But in April a friend told me that he was having problems with a sticky throat, so I told him what the Chinese had told me, namely to avoid milk.

Recently I got an email from him saying, "Thanks for the tip, I have stopped taking milk and my throat has cleared up."

Well waddayaknow!

So I thought about it briefly and have given up milk in my tea, coffee and in my porage.
I now make my porage with water and drink my tea and coffee black.
And it's all fine.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015

Sunday, August 02, 2015

Book review - A Well-Ordered Church, by Daniel Hyde and William Boekestein

Subtitled: Laying a Solid Foundation for a Vibrant Church

This is a good book which addresses the question of the nature, structure, function and government of the church from a solidly presbyterian standpoint. It is pretty comprehensive, addressing issues which you may not find addressed in many other books of this type - questions like the involvement of a local church with other local churches in its vicinity, of shared confessional convictions or not. The table of contents is reproduced below :

Part One: Identity
One: The Church’s Relation to Christ
Part Two: Authority
Two: Not Human Preference But Divine Revelation
Three: Christ Ministers Through Officers
Part Three: Ecumenicity
Four: Within a Denomination
Five: Outside of a Denomination
Part Four: Activity
Six: A Teaching Church
Seven: A Worshiping Church
Eight: The Practice of Our Worship
Nine: A Witnessing Church
Ten: The Practice of a Witnessing Church
Eleven: A Repenting Church
Conclusion: The Need for God-Glorifying Church Governance
Afterword by Dr. Michael Horton
Foundational Principles of Reformed Church Government

Obviously, those who do not hold to a presbyterian form of Church government will take issue with much of the stance adopted in the book. For this reviewer the commitment to denominational structures marks the book out as not coming from a Welsh stable, as does the separation between worship and teaching. In my background we are suspicious of denominations and we see the hearing and reception of God's word in the worship service as an integral part of the worship we bring. But not everyone sees things through Welsh eyes.

The book makes frequent reference to the various presbyterian confessional documents and this is very useful. I am not sure that this book would win over someone who did not already hold "reformed" convictions, however. From time to time the tone can be perhaps a little strident - for example I was perturbed to read this statement : To borrow the language of the game of chess, we are the Lord’s pawns. That is, we exist to further his purpose. I am not sure this a helpful way to speak of God's sovereignty. Let's not borrow the language of the game of chess, which could easily cause offence, if we can use the language of Scripture and say "we are the Lord's clay, and he the potter."

In the chapter on ecumenicity I would have liked to see some reference to the family of reformed confessions - Westminster, 1689 Baptist, Savoy, etc. Our forefathers acknowledged one another's existence and rejoiced in their doctrinal closeness.

So a useful book on presbyterian church government from a US presbyterian stable. Read and reflect.

Saturday, August 01, 2015

A moving story from Congo

The blog is quiet. Sorry. I've been rather busy.

But I have watched this documentary about UFM Missionaries killed during the Simba Rebellion in the Congo in 1964. Find it on the iPlayer here.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

The forest fire

The first fire that has ravaged over 500 hectares is a few kilometres away from us. About 5 miles.

About 500 people have been evacuated from the little neighbourhood of Toctoucau, the farthest stretch of Pessac.

As far as effects on us:

We have been impressed to see the canadairs - fire-dousing aeroplanes - passing over the house on their way to drench the flames.

I got a new asthma inhaler just in time. I haven't used the thing for months and months. The one I had was empty. But last week I got a new one and this week because of the smoke in the air I've had to use it a bit.

Do pray for the authorities of the towns of Pessac, Saint-Jean-d'Illac and of Cestas, for the firefighters working so hard all weekend and for the residents who have been evacuated.

So far no house has been damaged and no life has been lost.
Two firemen are reported as being mildly injured - one from smoke inhalation and one from something else.

A stone in the shoe

We have some friends staying with us at the moment. A Dutch brother and his adorable family.

Yesterday as we were walking through the big Parc Bourgailh I felt a stone in my shoe. I didn't want to stop and get it out so I ploughed on, and after a little while I didn't notice it any longer.

Then our friend said, "We've run out of hot water."

I explained that in France many houses have an electric water tank, a ballon d'eau, that heats the water overnight. Once you use it all up you just have to wait. Our tank is big, and the water is hot, but you can still get to the end of it.

It made me think of our early days in France. We had been used to instantaneous electric showers. Friends had combo boilers that gave unlimited hot water.

We missed our old electric shower back then.
Now we don't notice.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Friday, July 24, 2015

Forest and brush fires

It appears that the current brush fire is on the UK news - we've seen the Canadairs flying overhead, these small planes that swoop low over lakes and scoop up water to dump on the burning forest.

The commune of Saint-Jean-d'Illac is not far from here, and not far from Mérignac airport, either.

On the map below the blue dot shows our house.
It's given a beautiful, dusty sunrise, but the smell of woodsmoke is in the air.

And someone else coming to see the house this evening at 7.

We need to be thinking about possible rentals

Everywhere has pros and cons

We know and like the area.
There is space, green space.
We know and like the local shops.
We have the tram, the bus, the train and the airport is pretty near, too.
Rents are cheaper than in Bordeaux

The tram takes 1/2 hour to get to Hotel de Ville, and bus 4 takes a little longer.

Accessibility! We can get everywhere by walking or perhaps bike.

It's more expensive.
Harder to find green spaces.

About the same price as Pessac, more or less (perhaps a bit less)
There is space, green space.
The airport is just up the road.

We don't know Mérignac well.
Mérignac has lots of quite tall blocks of flats.

In the end you have to rent what you can get. Our estate agent seems pretty positive about finding us something decent and nice.

Someone's coming to view the house

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Selling the house

So the estate agents came round again and had a good look round, admired the electric boiler in the attic and then got down to the essentials. It took a long time and lots of discussion before they announced their suggested asking price, but we were happy with what they proposed so we gave them the green light. They have already done a detail sheet. We're under starter's orders at last.

We ended the time with a discussion of what we could conceivably buy in Mérignac, Bordeaux or Pessac. But I still think we should rent for a while, at least.

A la Maison de la Bible

it was a splendid morning, working with my colleague, Gérard, and with some handymen adapting shelves and doing some changes to the stockroom, and with some nice people wanting to discuss things like study Bibles, like why it is legitimate to call Mary "La Mère de Dieu" and why le Semeur and la version Darby chose different words for the elder in the pastoral epistles - either surveillants or évêques. This last person I refused to get into discussion with because he just wanted a nice heated debate. I said, "We can't defend the translators. If you don't like the one, choose the other."

Some needy people come in. One lady had had good news about her health and wanted to thank God so we talked about that. It was a privilege to be there.

In addition the temperatures have dropped. Hurrah! Just 26 or 27 today, and this morning it even rained.

A little.

Tuesday, July 21, 2015


I read recently a quote from a well-respected and most excellent pastor from a past century who said that he just wished he could see everything his church members did at all time.

When I read that I instantly thought "I don't!" 

After much reflection I thought again, "I really don't!"

Then recently someone was talking about a church friend who doesn't ever have a quiet time.

This morning someone mentioned that a member of a church had been a contestant on Big Brother and I imagined how ... interesting that would be...

I REALLY DON'T WANT a little camera in the homes of my friends, my brothers and sisters. 

And I think it is related to my misgivings about the whole "accountability" fad that we're passing through at the moment.


Well it is related to the question of maturity, I think.

When our kids were tiny we kept an eye on them pretty well all the time.
One day we let them play outside and peeped out of the window from time to time.
One day we took them to school and left them there, where they spent hours doing nothing at all. 
"What did you do at school today?" we would ask. "Nothing." was the unvarying reply.
They went on camp. A week without our seeing them at all.
Gwilym is now in the UK. We observe his life a little by the blessings of Facebook.
It's his life and he has to live it, and to be accountable not to us, but to another Father.

Pools, beaches, waves and heatwaves

mean lots of people drowned so far this year, including small children in pools, elderly people on secluded beaches, all kinds of people on surf beaches.

Be careful out there!

Monday, July 20, 2015

Back to the notaire

So we had another meeting with the notaire, this time both Pat and myself, and we took our birth certificates as well as the acte de vente from when we bought the house.

She now has almost all the information she needs to draw up a simple will and to get ready for the sale of the house. Now all we need is a valuation, marketing and a buyer! Our estate agent is coming with a colleague from this area on Wednesday afternoon.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Book review: Passing Through : Pilgrim Life in the Wilderness, by Jeremy Walker

Passing Through is a good book written by a serious pastor who is attempting to help Christians to know how to relate to the world in which we find ourselves. It aims to be pretty comprehensive, a real vade mecum for the Christian, with chapter titles :

A Way in the World
Strangers and Pilgrims
Understand the Environment
Know the Enemy
Fight the Battles
Pursue the Mission
Respect the Authorities
Relieve the Suffering
Appreciate the Beauty
Anticipate the Destiny
Cultivate the Identity
Serve the King

The chapter headings are splendid! Concise and clear with a straightforward call to action. Jolly good! You know straight away that the book will be practical and the ground it will cover. Each chapter begins with a "Scriptural Framework", "Summary Thoughts" and ends with "Specific Counsels" - so you can see that Jeremy wants to help his readers think issues through and put principles into practice. Jolly good!

Jeremy steers his way wisely between each current Scilla and Charybdis: evangelism and service, service to the believer and the unbeliever, hope for the world and suspicion of the world - the book is wisely written.

Do I have no quibbles? Well, yes, I do have two.

The first is this old question of style. It is not easy to distinguish Jeremy's written style from that of people he quotes, like Spurgeon or Ryle. I know I am picky about this, but I work almost exclusively with people who are second-language English speakers and they will not always understand. Also it makes the book heavy and hard work to read. It's a pity, because it's a book well worth reading.

My second quibble is that I'd like to have seen a section specifically talking about worldliness, giving a clear approach and advice.

However, despite these blemishes, this is a good and helpful book, and even if it imposes a slow pace of reading, perhaps that gives more time to reflect and to think matters through.



It's so hot here we have cicadas singing in the trees round the house.

It never rains!

The couple who got married at the château a couple weeks ago got married at the mairie this morning at 11:30.

At 11:10 I got a stressed message, "we've lost the car!"

It was the latest in a series of crises which included honeymooning in Greece in a context of riots and empty ATMs, getting their wallet stolen, almost getting stuck in Greece because of not being able to get money to get to the airport...

"Maybe God wants to teach us things..."

"I'm sure you've already learnt a lot!"

Friday, July 17, 2015

House valuation

Well the man came.
He would like to come again with a colleague next Wednesday and then they'll advise on a suggestion for an asking price.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Ha! Some progress!

So this morning I was up bright and early after a night that was short, hot and sleepless, and I hied me away to get the NEW, BIG car from the station.

Here it is:

Behind it you can see the new Clio that I was driving yesterday!

It's the same kind of car that we used to have, but a later model, and it was like driving a Transit van. It felt ENORMOUS! But it went OK and the boot sure was big, which meant that with the help of faithful James we got lots of stuff to the dump.

At the dump someone had left a nice looking Raleigh Pioneer bicycle. It needed a brake cable, a good clean and some lubrication, but it was well equipped and looked basically OK. James wasn't interested and if I had come home with a bike to fix Mrs Davey would have been sore vexed, so we left it there hoping someone would adopt it.

Then off to town to meet up with my friend Didier for lunch, during which time I had a phone call from an estate agent. He will come to value the house tomorrow afternoon. OK. Here we go!

Here's the dashboard of the car, showing that it had done fewer than 150 km!

Then back home for siesta and some proper work. Now an early night!

You can send books from Logos to Kindle, and they work pretty well.


ANOTHER new car!

I'm so excited I might make myself ill.

We have ANOTHER new car! Yes! It's brilliant!

Just a few short months ago I drove our new Clio for the first time. It has now done 6000km!
It's so comfortable and silky smooth.
It has built-in satnav, or you can just have the map show you where you are.
I love it.

But when I booked a car to go to the dump this morning, what did I see but a new Peugeot Partner!
I saw it in the flesh yesterday.
It's big. It's shiny. It has a ginormous boot.
And this morning it's all MINE!

Whoopeeeee! Bravo Citiz!

Well that was a scramble!


The cool of the bookshop in the morning.

Taking the wrong tram and spending 30 minutes getting back to Pessac Centre (clot!)

Zooming off to the dump with a few more years' worth of worthless papers.

Hunting for clip-on sunglasses for Pat at Decathlon.

The rocade running at a snail's pace - let's hope the doctor is running behind again.

She was. Hurrah! She's happy still.

Drop off the car and home.

Try to sleep. Is it really still 36°? (I don't think it was, but it felt like it)

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Yeah, well, just stop

We're not easy to help.
No, honestly.

We just had word that our allowance should be revised in the next few months, and instead I am wondering whether we could divert the raise into a project to hire rooms for the church...

OK. Stop, Alan. Stop.