Another mixed day here in rural France weather-wise. There have been some blustery and heavy showers, including an absolute corker when I wanted to leave the vaccination centre, and in between, the sunshine has been helping the grass to grow. I've got my work cut out with that soon!
Anyway, this afternoon, it was my turn to be vaccinated. The Centre in Baugé used to be a fortified jail, so that prisoners were held securely, were taken next door for trial and sentencing and then could serve their sentence just a few yards away. About 10 years ago, the somewhat run down building was fully refurbished into a cultural centre, with a 500 seat main theatre, which is also a big hall (the seating can be pushed back into a stack, and a number of smaller conference rooms that can be used by clubs or the music school. Currently the whole thing is taken over by the vaccination centre, apart from when there is a council meeting.
Anyway, apart from a dull ache on my arm, it all went well, and the relevant information is stored on my TousAntiCovid app on my phone. It is a pretty slick process.
The roses outside our house are slowly putting forth buds and flowers - nothing like the show at Chinon yet, but then they are more exposed. The rambler rose should have been pruned over the winter, but somehow that just didn't happen. The blossoms are very fragrant when you can get near one.
The red rose has been here longer than us and survived having scaffolding set up around it, the old mortar, concrete and other rubbish picked off the wall and new lime mortar added. It is less fragrant, but the flowers are a lovely colour, and if I keep on top of the dead heading, will keep flowering until November in a good year.
One more day and then we have a significant release - the joy of a coffee on a café terrace awaits on Wednesday, assuming I can find a seat!
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