The Notaire and the pilgrimage
This morning began with a super tram ride from France-Alouette to Galin, way over on the rive droite to see the Notaire. I wanted to see her about our will and also about selling the house. She was very relaxed, friendly and efficient and I came out with a little list of things to do.
On the tram on the way back as we pulled out of Bougnard towards France-Alouette a man jumped up in alarm.
"This tram doesn't go to Pessac?"
"Yes, to Pessac Alouette."
"Not to Pessac Centre?"
"No. This tram is for Pessac Alouette."
He ran to the driver's compartment and called through the glass.
"You don't go to Pessac Centre?"
"No, to Pessac Alouette."
"But I need to go to Pessac Centre."
"You have to look on the tram - the destination is displayed."
"But I didn't see it."
(Not only that, but every so often in the tram a nice lady's voice says "Ligne B. Destination France Alouette.")
Anyway, the only answer for the guy was to get off at the next stop and either walk into Pessac Centre or take the next tram back etc... He'll look next time. That's how we learn.
Then home for a brief bout of sermon prep before a family trip for lunch at Ikea. At present they have an offer on for Ikea Family Card holders - for 5€ (about 75 pence at current exchange rates, I think) you get about 3 kilos of assorted lettuce, teamed with mozzarella balls and tomatoes for starter, then alongside a generous slice of salmon quiche for main course, then fromage frais with mango coulis for dessert. It was very good and the lettuce was particularly crunchy, fresh and copious.
Afterwards we got ourselves utterly lost in the Ikea galleries and looked at potential beds for Catrin - when we move we intend to sell our bunk beds - and at other assorted treasures.
Afterwards I looked in the bargain corner while Pat waited.
We used a citiz car to go to Ikea - the new Clio. Its built in satnav guided us home through the city centre rather than on the clogged rocade, and again I thought how lucky we are to have access to such a great car, as well as the tippy bipper for going to the dump, and the sundry other cars dotted about Bordeaux.
On the tram on the way back as we pulled out of Bougnard towards France-Alouette a man jumped up in alarm.
"This tram doesn't go to Pessac?"
"Yes, to Pessac Alouette."
"Not to Pessac Centre?"
"No. This tram is for Pessac Alouette."
He ran to the driver's compartment and called through the glass.
"You don't go to Pessac Centre?"
"No, to Pessac Alouette."
"But I need to go to Pessac Centre."
"You have to look on the tram - the destination is displayed."
"But I didn't see it."
(Not only that, but every so often in the tram a nice lady's voice says "Ligne B. Destination France Alouette.")
Anyway, the only answer for the guy was to get off at the next stop and either walk into Pessac Centre or take the next tram back etc... He'll look next time. That's how we learn.
Then home for a brief bout of sermon prep before a family trip for lunch at Ikea. At present they have an offer on for Ikea Family Card holders - for 5€ (about 75 pence at current exchange rates, I think) you get about 3 kilos of assorted lettuce, teamed with mozzarella balls and tomatoes for starter, then alongside a generous slice of salmon quiche for main course, then fromage frais with mango coulis for dessert. It was very good and the lettuce was particularly crunchy, fresh and copious.
Afterwards we got ourselves utterly lost in the Ikea galleries and looked at potential beds for Catrin - when we move we intend to sell our bunk beds - and at other assorted treasures.
Afterwards I looked in the bargain corner while Pat waited.
We used a citiz car to go to Ikea - the new Clio. Its built in satnav guided us home through the city centre rather than on the clogged rocade, and again I thought how lucky we are to have access to such a great car, as well as the tippy bipper for going to the dump, and the sundry other cars dotted about Bordeaux.
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