Contradiction

Maybe I should have taken the comments about the ghosts a bit more seriously.

Yesterday, completely out of the blue, the false front on the dishwasher fell off - which makes loading and unloading the thing a lot more difficult.

Today, the sun finally emerged (weakly it must be said) and Debrah and I ventured out in the car only for the rear supporting bracket on the exhaust to break just a few miles down the road - thus curtailing our little adventure.

Maybe the spirits were unimpressed by my nonchalance regarding their existence. Or maybe the kitchen was fitted by a couple of dimwits a few years ago and I've been having to correct their ineptitude ever since and maybe the exhaust bracket has been waiting to fall off for the two years that the exhaust has been held on by electrical wire. I know which I believe.

So two more repair jobs to sort on top of the usual round of daily and weekly chores that keep this place ticking over.

All the guests left today (just before the sun came out) and both suites have been cleared and prepped ahead of our return to London tomorrow. The jigsaw isn't even close to being finished so it will just have to wait.

The weekend wasn't completely without it's high points though. We had a fabulous lunch with Denis yesterday at Domaine Gayda - started at 1.30 and finished at 5.00 - that's a proper lunch. Denis was as charming and lovely company as he always is and the restaurant was full of people enjoying an Easter Sunday, including one party of about 30 locals that spanned at least four generations.

This evening over dinner we enjoyed the bonus of being able to watch the TV in the empty haunted suite (that's a contradiction isn't it - it can't be empty if it's haunted). Anyway, we watched a movie called 'The Science of Sleep' which was a bit weird and French (which isn't a contradiction) - enjoyable but mad.