On the Italian trip I read John Scalzi’s “Old Man’s War” series of sci-fi novels. I’d been introduced to them at our local Christchurch Tip. Three brand new editions of the six book series, were poking out from an overfull skip. A bargain waiting to be grabbed. So I did.
One of the futuristic gizmos available to some of the characters is a BrainPal. A chip implant that enables access to all and any information currently out there. Like a combined Mr Google and Wikipedia – but with enhanced features. Now, more than ever I’m at that st-age where a BrainPal would come in very handy. I want. I need. Therefore I am?
One of the reasons I write this blog and Mary-Ann keeps a daily journal is to help us remember, or is it to not forget? No brainers for a couple of no brainers? “You speak for your-self!” says Mary-Ann.
Scoot does what he’s good at and scoots us out 12K from site. We passed this castle on the way in. One of the prettiest we’ve ever seen. Glorious views. Interior sadly stripped and sold years ago by a previous owner. Many of its objets d’art now abroad.
Down in Verez-Blanco we find that many of the villages have these water facilities. The locals can often be found filling up. This couple had about thirty containers. All being loaded into the back of their car.
Scooting back Mary-Ann notices a sign “Botanical Gardens 2Km”. We do an about turn. It’s 3.45pm. Closes at 4pm. Free entry. We nip inside. It’s mis-named. It’s a garden of labels. Maybe we’re two or three months too early. Leave at 3.55pm.
That’s how I felt riding through the New Forest X
I go over to June’s and we have a good laugh reading your blogs take care X
Will have to get you back out there then Yvonne!