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Written one hour ago:
It hadn’t occurred to me to ask before, so I asked the smiley plumber this morning:
‘Est-ce que l’eau est potable?’
He grinned. Of course it is drinking water. After eighteen months we can finally go to the tap and have a glass of fresh delicious water. And it really is delicious, better than that bottled rubbish I’ve been used to. I had woken up with a caffeine withdrawal migraine, so I grabbed some tablets and the only glasses we had were a set of champagne flutes
Santé, tout le monde!
It’s Wednesday and this was day three of various people in the UK, the Netherlands and France making well-intentioned promises about Monday’s delivery: ‘this morning’, ‘this afternoon’, ‘tomorrow morning’, etc. It’s now nearly 6pm and it still hasn’t turned up
I will have no-one to help me to unload the goods tomorrow. If they ever do arrive, that is. But that doesn’t bear thinking about, as it contains a lot of things I have bought and squirrelled. Things that belong to me
Perhaps the migraine is more due to stress than to coffee. Stress is less easily remedied, of course
It might not be the best time for looking at colour charts for the head in a bag room. I’ve been torn between something fresh and airy and something dark and stormy. Guess which one was winning today…
Ooh! Perhaps that driver’s head in a bag would top it off?
At this stage I was about to press ‘publish’ but there was a man outside..
Update at 7pm
Yes!! It has arrived. And though the Ukrainian delivery guy didn’t speak French or English and looked like he wanted to kill me (probably mutual, in hindsight), and while the box appears somewhat weary and deflated, I think everything’s OK inside. Good job I stuck a few pillows in with it!
Finally I can go and shower, and celebrate with another glass of water and another look at those colours I chose
Maybe the smiley plumber can install a wine tap as well?
Poshbird with Passion 
Glad your delivery arrived safe and sound.
Wine taps exist: boxed wine. Some of it (at least around here) is quite good.
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You’re right, of course. Wine boxes are wine on tap. I just like the idea of something more permanently ‘plumbed in’. Perhaps something where you get the tank filled up once a year!
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Caffeine withdrawal? Surely that is a quick fix? Congrats on your delivery and cheers to getting it done!
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Ah, a wine tap would be useful.
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I thought you just said you were going to celebrate with a glass of water. Surely it’s not that good.
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It’s not, but it is very nice x
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So glad it arrived, whatever it is!!! and water, time to celebrate, you can believe you are drinking champagne, we can make ourselves believe anything if we try hard enough and repeat the mantra, “it will be worth it, it will, it will it will”!!! I feel your pain, I’ve been there. It’s like childbirth, we say ‘never again’ but then we forget, or at least I did, I had five and would have loved a sixth but husband very wisely said a firm NO!! and like childbirth our restoration is over and now I have forgotten the worst and would happily do it all again!!!
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Was that a sixth child or sixth restoration?
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Wine tap? That’s tempting . I am still awaiting contact from a certain French person..
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Ouch. Wish I could help x
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