A bit odd…
It’s been a funny couple of days for me. For a start I haven’t found the energy to think much about the books, other than to follow the sales. I started thinking about a Facebook Ad, but gave up. And I had a blank page with the work Plot on the top of it, but couldn’t manage much. It’s been hot, we’ve kept up our running every two days (on Monday I ended up running with a French guy on the beach at quite a lick – his choice, not mine. He was 59! Great fun.) and we have done some walking. But in terms of actually getting on with anything, it’s a null pointer.
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Seine – big River, big boats
After Wissant we stayed at the mouth of the Somme, on a small spit of land overlooking the estuary. Last night we had a lovely, albeit thundery, night down the Seine some. It’s a big river and navigable with huge, ocean-going boats, which kept me entertained for a while. We’ve watched the European Championships (well done Dina Asher-Smith – brill), and generally pottered about. And tonight we are high on a bluff at the Gold Beach memorial, with super views over the Mulberry Harbours. It’s all good.
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Mulberry harbour
But it’s still been odd. I’ve struggle to find energy, except when I’m running, and that’s unlike me.
That may have changed. I shall tell you something spooky. First, this morning, I found out that I’d sold a couple of books in the US overnight where that market has been quiet (I’m still selling 2/3 books a day in the UK). Then Doris gave up on us. She started first thing, then second thing after we filled up with water at the service point, and then did that multiple-click thing where the battery fails to turn over the starter motor. Then nothing. Then the analogue dials on the dash started jumping, as if they had been taken over by a poltergeist. I disconnected the battery – and still the analogue dials had a fit.
Mmmmm. I reconnected the battery and all was well. And all has been well, all day.
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at the mouth of the Somme
Except. The long-arm hang-down electric wing mirrors have been broken since we started the hols. They’re there. You know, all look at me – and don’t forget that things are closer than they appear. But the electric motors don’t work for some reason. I’ve had things apart, looked on forums, changed fuses and downloaded the v complex wiring diagram. Nothing. Oh well.
Then, today, as we drove over Pegasus bridge, I tried the switch again as the mirror was in the wrong place by a smudge. Hey presto! They’re working again. And they still are. How does that work?
Well, I’m not sure. I’m putting the ‘Doris not starting’ down to a huge deluge of water that fell out of the sky and down the front windscreen last night. Moving her about probably dislodged some wet stuff onto the coil and/or starter motor and shorted her until the leccy had burnt off the water. The wing mirrors?
Do you believe in ghosts?
